Intro
Static kills the campfire talk
No wishing here, just azimuth and chalk
Grandfather's compass, cracked but true
I don't pray to the sky, I read what it's trying to do
Verse
Desert floor cold, boots cracked at the seam
Uncles told stories, called the dark a dream
I called it data, every star a degree
Triangulating exits nobody could see
Madrugada static on the shortwave hiss
Old men wishing while the drought persists
I took the dipper, turned it into a scale
Measured my own hand against the trail
They said the sky was mercy, I said no, it's math
Parallax correction, straighten out the path
My father's plow line pointed north by chance
Mine points by calculation, not romance
Every constellation is a coordinate, not a sign
I don't ask for luck, I just calibrate the line
Same sky my grandmother cried under, wishing thin
I turned her grief into geometry, walked back in
Chorus
Oglądaliśmy gwiazdy, not to wish, to calculate
Every point of light a marker on the map I make
No prayer in my mouth, just the angle and the weight
I don't ask the sky for mercy, I just read it straight
Verse
City lights drown half the stars I used to trust
Still I find the three that cut through the dust
Traffic hum replaced the coyote and the wire
Same discipline just running on a different fire
They call it hustle, I call it dead reckoning
Correcting drift before the current gets convincing
No compass app, I keep the old-school skill
The sky don't lie to men who read it still
My cousin wished on falling rocks and stayed
I clocked the angle of the ones that never sway
Fixed stars, moving ground, I learned to tell
Which one to trust when the whole block fell
Static in my chest like the shortwave from home
But I don't drift with it, I plot and I roam
The map ain't finished, but the bearing's clean
I'm not the wish, I'm the instrument between
Chorus
Oglądaliśmy gwiazdy, not to wish, to calculate
Every point of light a marker on the map I make
No prayer in my mouth, just the angle and the weight
I don't ask the sky for mercy, I just read it straight
Bridge
No more counting stars to count my losses
No more letting distance set my compass
I took the myth and stripped it to a tool
Same sky, different eyes, I broke the rule
The wishing well ran dry three towns ago
Now every light's a variable I know
I am not the dreamer drowning in the glow
I'm the one who did the math and chose to go
Outro
Oglądaliśmy gwiazdy, now I know the way
No wishing left, just coordinates to weigh
The sky don't owe me nothing, I already paid
I read the dark and walked it, wide awake
