The Stars

The Stars..

the stars at night

they tell me

it’s goin’

to be alright

they tell me

to hold down

my fright

oh me…

every time I take a path

I end up

on the side

of a wrath

oh me…

all my troubles just ascending

up to the sky above

right from my own tenement…

oh no!

There’s nothing left

everything’s a mess

I must clean up

Oh no!

As I look to the stars…

at night

they tell be it’s going to be alright…

And they will guide me

if I just take flight

with my heart in my hand

and my head looking forward.

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