look outwards, look up

I am calling to ask if you'll talk with me again
If we can find a way to somehow mend
I am calling to ask for help on the road
To an unseen destination under heavy load

I am calling because it's been a while
I am calling because today I looked at the sky
And saw that spring is coming, it was a pale fragile blue
Far better than a dull gray, and it made me think of you

Made me think of how the sky was once cerulean
And so I'm calling to ask if you'll talk with me again
If we can hold the fragile blue cupped in our hands
And keep it from slipping through the cracks like sand

Faraway, we converge in constellations
Stars scattered far through the wind, all alone
Look outwards, look up into our far-flung tessellations
We're all just making a trek back home

Spring is coming to 2703
But I can't do this on my own
So I'll head back if you'll come with me
If you'll join the haphazard trek back home

I am calling because we have a lot to do
I am calling because I kind of miss you
I am calling because I need your help on the road
And my destination is a thing called "home"

Faraway, we converge in constellations
Stars scattered far through the wind, all alone
Look outwards, look up into our far-flung tessellations
We're all just making a trek back home

Spring is coming to 2703
But I can't do this on my own
So I'll head back if you'll come with me
If you'll join the haphazard trek back home