Superstitions In Travel

We're keeping up the fiction and breaking all the mirrors
We're bringing our own troubles by neglecting the cracks we walk on
The daystar is burning in this black coffin we move in
We tried to make it work out hundreds of miles apart

You are the luckiest symbol I've ever found, and I'm a world away
We are the final students in the dying art of lost astrology
You are the brightest single shining star I saw from miles away
You are the luckiest symbol I've ever found, and I'm a world away

It's superstitious but i keep on wishing
On all the falling stars on hold for me
You keep on pulling and causing tension
But you're the magnet

If we never find the way home
I'd be more than lost without you
And to all the skeptic onlookers
We should have never made it this far