the astral map that's overhead   watch it while it is unfolding      the fabric of the universe   out of which this earth is woven   the moon is a mirror alike   she returns my loving      wheels are turning before my eyes   reels of film are running by   I can see miles passing      the astral map that's overhead   watch it while it is unfolding      maybe it won't be that far   it won't be long before we're getting   to enjoy this setting      we're getting closer to where we're heading   we've been chosen   to enjoy this setting      that astral map that's overhead   watch it while it is unfolding      wheels are turning before my eyes   reels of film are running by   I can see miles passing      into fata morgana's I melt   onto the buckle of orion's belt