A mid-tempo mellow track about Superstition and the power of the stars.

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"A colloquialism as it were. Tender is as tender does. & creeps with long knives in the twilight hour. The power of
the Stars. An old wives tale."

"They used hysterical reactions
Don't make, feel contement son
hideous, grotesque ideas
They don't make this time a happy one
happy one...
happy one...
Get myself so broken in the great twilight
to the end of the eclipse
again I'll topple that mirror down
and it hasn't shattered ever
ever... ever.
All my dreams come true at last
pinch me if apathy please
superstition towards everything
but we live still by the power of the stars
the power of the stars...
the power of the stars...
You know saints and angels
and martyrs and pimps
You know saints and angels
and martyrs and pimps"