Objects Outlive Us: Objects: Meanwhile

Her shopping bag broke sending eggs and flour crashing Down to the ground, just like star clusters smashing But no one will give her a glance They just shuffle on home in a trance The tiniest lives fill their hives up with worry To make it to church, well, she needs to hurry When late she will bow down contrite While a meteor turns out the light And there in an ordinary street A car isn't where it would normally be The driver in tears, 'bout his payment arrears Still, nobody hears whеn a sun disappears In a galaxy afar The start of a new job and hе was so nervous The suit and the platitude, "Can I be of service?" His boss made him clean all the cars While he wondered, "Is there life on Mars?" And meanwhile the stars line themselves up in order While we bicker on with our fences and borders But best not think about that It's better to live without facts And now in her old wedding bed A lady will dream that her husband is dead Of course he's alive, he'll be home around five Still, silence arrives, when a nebula dives into our Milky Way The thunder and rain start, the paving stones melt And oddly the first spots make Orion's belt as You queue at the bank for an hour 'Cause a solar flare blew out the power The nurse in the care home now empties a bath tub The water will spiral, a galaxies vast hub Is draining away as we speak But she loses her job there next week And there with his first telescope A teenager stands full of hormones and hope As he squints at the night, like a painting of light He doesn't suppose that a black hole implodes In a trillion tears from now (Ah)