what was a starshine, that night, that night?
was it a sequin, embroidered in sky?
look through the glass, and tell me, my love-
what is a starshine? what could it be?

scientists, men of such knowledge and lore
they say the starshine isn't much more
than a flaming gas comet trapped in one place
but stars can't be comets, can they, my love?
what is a comet? can i see one?

where is the starshine, my love, my love?
filling the galaxy- long past death's light?
that's what they said, that's what you said
but can you be sure, just by looking through the glass?

i am the star lord, and i want to fly
shake hands with star people, giving off their light
then i can see for myself what is there
far far in space

ring, ring, ring around
join hands, sing a song
ring, ring, ring around
till we die and lie in daisies

i fell into oblivion,
from the shores of Beyond Death
its waters were vermillion
a thousand colors under black
i fell into oblivion
and held the seawaves in my arms
but even as the fog came in,
and my mind was slipping away
there was a catch- an infernal life vest
and my lungs still struggled for air.

i fell into oblivion, my sketchbook held me up
my pencil my oars,
the spine my rest
grey and white drawings held me in their hands
oblivion, they said, it's not as it seems
it's not what you want
stay here with me
don't let go of the pencil, it's keeping you sane
each stroke that you touch pencil to page
you're drawing your heartbeats
in monochrome grey

i fell into oblivion, and washed on the shores
of black sand and grey sand-
Life at its Worst
but i managed to crawl a little farther up the shore
the sand turned to white, the clouds swept away
but still back behind me
oblivion tugged on its rope
and collapsing, i gasped
my heart tugged out of my throat

i saw my own heart lying red on the sand
soon followed my lungs
still taking in air
and i died on the beach, my bones scattered bout
but still i resisted,  
dying wasn't for me yet
so i picked up my pencil
sand stuck to the tip
it made little furrows in the shining bright sand

and when i couldn't hold my pencil at all
that's when i really died-
my soul was no more
but i didn't swim back into the black sea
i drifted away on a cloud made for me
left behind my body, my organs, my bones
around them the words, carved into the sand
-the world is my sketchbook-
-i shall not be destroyed-

halfway to infinity,
three quarters 'round the sun,
one of the many things she said to me
after she was gone
she said that's where you'll find me, love,
and breathed a slow slow smoke
halfway to infinity,
love, that's where i'll be
and with her words
her strange, strange words
she only could confuse me
and her charcoal lips would smile
as she said such strange and unreal things
yet paradoxically wrong, they sounded
or maybe halfway right.
right, i'd say, and where is that,
halfway round the sun and moon?
you'll find it someday, silly love,
but i can't tell you how.

halfway to infinity, she said,
three quarters round the sun,
i wish i knew what she meant by that
for now she's dead and gone

whatever you say, d a r l i n g
i'll take it to my mind
keep it there, write it down
whatever you say, d e a r e s t
i value your advice
life and soul falls from your mouth
causually as anything else

wish upon a star, a star
fly up into that dark velvet sky
join your hands with the star-people's hands
and wish upon a star, a star

seventy three wishes, granted for you
or maybe- just given, by the star-people's hands
ride up upon a star in the sky
whirl in deep space and watch the world fly

but oh- don't wish too oft on a star
the star-people's hands might pull you away
and take all your gifts, a reciept in the bag
and tell you goodbye, it's been such a good time

soon you won't know the star-people at all
except in your dreams, on some summer's nights
the sky opens up and you see their bright faces
wish, they will say- and become one of our stars.

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