The Earth Sings Mi Fa Mi

I lay politely and contemplate nightly
As the dark sky swallows people whole
The shadows on the wall don't seem so frightening
If I listen I can hear the crop and pest
The salesman, the husband, the lover, the rest
The shadows on the wall provide me a test
Is it smoke? Is it mirrors? From the east? From the west?
A realization of the ear to be heard for years
As Saturnus and the wanderers dance in good cheer
They stay small and hide in the music of spheres
While the heir of empty breath rears her pale blue dot
Its the thought that counts when I finally fall asleep
And I wait for tomorrow for the deepest of dreams
When the Earth Sings Mi Fa Mi