we were young then, with eyes and smiles
brighter than the stars that we watch at night.
we did what we were told, back then, simply because
we were told to do it.

ah, but you,
you aspired to shoot down the stars,
to stick on our ceiling, ever-glowing-in-the-dark.
so we buy our guns and just go.

and then on this bitter autumn night,
lead defies gravity, with a loud bang launched into the sky.
and then the clouds came, and
our breath hung in the air like f o g .

'look,' i said to you then, 'its snowing.'

'no, look again,' you smiled, 'we killed the stars, they're ours now.'


look what we did:
exactly what they said we couldn't.