Sabians

When we were animals and we wandered
Through the forest in the twilight
Underneath the canopy that hides the stars
But our desires shine naked and true
We were members of a star worshipping cult
In 6th century syria
Wandering through the desert and chasing shooting stars
I tracked you down to industrial town
Wreckage surrounds you when I found you
The heart of winter you were crying
You couldn’t speak I’ve been chasing you in my dreams
I will find you