Stars
On shining lights in velvet nights
I hung my hopes with silver string
As whispered words I overheard
Rebounded in my rotting brain.
I sang a song the whole night long
And prayed that love would soon return,
But hope that night it shone too bright,
And on the stars, my dreams, they burned.
I hung my hopes with silver string
As whispered words I overheard
Rebounded in my rotting brain.
I sang a song the whole night long
And prayed that love would soon return,
But hope that night it shone too bright,
And on the stars, my dreams, they burned.
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