sitting on a star so far away
looking back at where I came from
rolling on land and on the waves crash
they make love and blood boils
love overflows into a white mist
chills the soul and blurs the eyes
stumbling down the hallway
into a ditch where you curl up and cry
until another comes and picks you up
carries you to the car and off you go
back into space, hurtling toward multitudes of stars
a stellar space ride going on and on
faithfully cheering you up again
the bright lights twinkle and dazzle
through the dark blue gaze
there is a warmth that knows you
it seeks you out and takes you by the hand
guides you back home and kisses you
there is no better place to be than in the back seat
being taken to a place you know too well
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 8:36 AM UTC
sitting on a star so far away
looking back at where I came from
rolling on land and on the waves crash
they make love and blood boils
love overflows into a white mist
chills the soul and blurs the eyes
stumbling down the hallway
into a ditch where you curl up and cry
until another comes and picks you up
carries you to the car and off you go
back into space, hurtling toward multitudes of stars
a stellar space ride going on and on
faithfully cheering you up again
the bright lights twinkle and dazzle
through the dark blue gaze
there is a warmth that knows you
it seeks you out and takes you by the hand
guides you back home and kisses you
there is no better place to be than in the back seat
being taken to a place you know too well
