Another Day of Pop

When we look up in the sky, what do we see
Do we stop and really think
About how small we are in this world
Of one hundred million things

No, we turn our heads down
And move quickly further through our days
We turn our minds down
And gets smaller in smaller ways

But who thinks about the little child
Really see her desire
She sees us rushing around her world
While we're putting ours on fire

She sees the stars in the sky
The ones we never got to see.
She is small and unobtrusive
But she is still so free

It's just another day of pop
That doesn't matter to us
And we will never see it stop
Or knowing what it was

When will we see the stars in the sky
The ones that you got to see
You're still small and unobtrusive
But don't you ever cease to be free