Star Roaming

I was a stone, then I was a road
But I was all flesh like birds in the sky
I was alone, but I was alive
Now I am, I am
Now we are star roaming
My head was ash, turned into glass
Watching you drive drunk on skid row
But when I am old, I want to dance
On your dormant mouth, and I’ll know
You put me down because you were afraid
That I am, that we are
Now we are star roaming
Just look at us now
Now we are star roaming