Long line of stars.

There's a long line of stars,
Right outside your door.

There's all these people,
Looking up to your floor.

The long line of stars,
Stretches out over the bend.

All down the streets of town,
I can't even see the end.

This long line of stars,
Is trying to get through,
This long line of stars,
Its all because of you.

Slowly they move on,
You seem lost forever.

Now you they're all gone,
Just as they came together.

This long line of stars,
They will never understand.

They will never know you,
As long as I stand.

This long line of stars,
Which is trying to get through,
This long line of stars,
All looking out for you.

Its time to move,
Time to leave now,
Lets go to the moon,
We can reach, somehow.

Escape, this long line of stars,
Which is trying to get through,
This long line of stars,
Its all because of you.




P.S.> I seem to have re-found my songwriting streak after a series of worldly wise write-ups. I guess having a muse plays a large part in what songs you can write, since this original song was Long Line of Men, and was directed to a certain smart female I have recently come to know (yes you Ms. Kolkata).

I just hope I can get the whiny songs out of my system so that I can move on to the other lyrics my band so desperately wants.

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