Rebecca Moore
Stilleto'd Young Stars
It starts, a simple melodyI let it slip awayIf the song was meant to be, it'll come back again someday like you(chorus)Fellow sun, in time you'll be wastedFor now let's wander the graphite meadows coldHigh emotions call for stilleto'd young stars to failDeep inside the forest's green glowHe writes or so it seemsThe poet relates elation beyond his dreamsNow you're goneWhere songs are bornSent back to us each night in the bellies of sweet fireflies(chorus)Fellow sun, in time you'll be wastedFor now let's wander the graphite meadows coldHigh emotions call for stilleto'd young stars to failThe trumpets of your soul will soundeven though you're in the groundThe trumpets of your soul blow through shiny and new
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