The see me gaze up, toward the night sky
And in haste, believe they know why
That I make a silent wish on a star
Forgetting what the cold specks are
The bright bold stars we see are cold and dead
Their once proud grandeur long since fled
So I look to the blackness in between
To wish on new stars yet unseen
May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 9:28 PM UTC
The see me gaze up, toward the night sky
And in haste, believe they know why
That I make a silent wish on a star
Forgetting what the cold specks are
The bright bold stars we see are cold and dead
Their once proud grandeur long since fled
So I look to the blackness in between
To wish on new stars yet unseen
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