Kites from Constellations by Zaac Pick

she calls out their names / and moves down the chain
remembers the words and / the comfort they bring
but it’s hard to have faith / with the clatter we make
filling the space
til all that remains
is all blown away

been working so hard / so tired of the heat
trying to tie up these threads / and make all the ends meet
while everyone sleeps / are angels up watching
just waiting their turn
to swoop to the earth
to swoop to the earth

she says prayers are like kites / send em up to the sky
people flying their hopes on / the thin of a line
looking for signs / the angels up waiting
for lessons to be learned
with those years to burn
with those years to burn
with those years to burn

the string it unwinds
the tension pulled tight
and soon breaks the twine
floating up high
just one little light
in a black sea of night, one little light

she says prayers are like kites
send em up to the sky

• Folk
• folk-pop
• indie
• singer-songwriter
• Vancouver