This is how it will happen
You'll be sitting on a rooftop
With a beautiful boy
And you will feel his eyes
Burn into your skin
And it will feel good.
This is how it will happen
You'll be sitting next to
A beautiful boy
And the whole world will be
Before you
And he will whisper
In your ear
The light of the universe
Is within you
And you will
Believe him.

What's more deadly
A gun or a thought?

A gun gives you the opportunity,
But a thought pulls the trigger.

She liked to sit on rooftops
And go on airplanes because
She believed that if you got
As close as you humanly could
To the space surrounding earth
Maybe you could catch
Some of the falling dust that
Makes stars so beautiful.