A child 5 years of age stared into the sun. She stared into the bright lights so long it. Burnt a hole in her mind and branded her eyes. It imprinted upon her soul mysteries of both young and old. And then sheâ€™d close her eyes tight to feel the darkness. She's a dancing girl dancing girl. She danced so fast so fine. She danced around with her eyes shut. To see the stars in her mind. A spinning Jupiter a spinning Mars. She herself was just a singing star. A breathing constellation. Cause she's a bright point of light. Traveling through the skies of her mind. Oh and how she knew the stars. And the map of the human heart. For long lengths of time she'd stay in her mind. And follow roads back ancient tracks and primitive times. When giant birds lifted themselves of. Starry wings to burn white fiery silhouettes into the night sky. She's a dancing girl dancing girl. She danced for them. And she followed all the lines back. To where they did begin. She saw her mother in pegas wings'. She felt her father in a scorpial sting. A genetic constellation. Cause she was a bright point of light. Traveling through the skies of her mind. Oh and how she knew the stars. And the map of the human heart. She saw bursting flowers made of lucride stone. Shooting stars who songs sang to her bones. She saw stories her grandfather used to tell. His flesh was frozen was frozen and kept so well. And a clear meeting of words but pictures to. Tell her what she knew she needed to hear. She's a dancing girl dancing girl. She danced so fast so well. And she danced until her knees got weak. And all resistance fell. And all the walls they came tumbling down. She stood eyes open back on the ground. Wiser full of glory. She was a bright point of light. Traveling through the skies of her mind. Oh and how she knew the stars. And the map of the human heart.