Desired Constellation

It's tricky when you feel someone Has done some sin on your behalf It's slippery when your sense of justice Murmurs underneath and is asking you How am I going to make it right How am I going to make it right With a palm full of stars I throw them like dice (repeatedly) On the table (repeat, repeatedly) I shake them like dice And throw them on the table repeatedly (repeatedly) Until the desired constellation appears How am I going to make it right How am I going to make it right How am I going to make it right (And did you hear how am I going to make it right) How am I going to make it right How am I going to make it right (How am I going to make it right) --- Desired Constellation - Björk and The Icelandic Choir