How beautiful I felt
When my dress was as dark as the night sky
And when sequins sparkle like stars
Like when we ran up the hill and forgot for a moment
About how our lives flash by
How the stars I love are dead
And how the spitting rain was ruining my dress
The dress that I pulled from the sky
And when my hair was falling out
And I held my shoes by the heels
And life by the hands
And when, in that moment, I was dressed like the night
How the statues came to life
And the empty parking lots stayed empty
And the cars on the highway were my spotlights
How beautiful I felt
When, for a moment, I was dressed in night
On the top of a hill
Getting wetter by the minute
And forgetting that, in the long run,
I should be caring about this
About how the stars were dead
And life is short
And my dress is getting wet
And my hair is falling out
But I wasn't.