sometimes i find myself heart-deep in insecurities and doubts, and then a song will play that helps calm these shaking hands, and soothes my often ridiculous melancholy. i like to think it is some fate of sorts, or perhaps a melodic kind of healing. tonight it was this song, and maybe it will travel to a few of my most favorite hearts that might be able to use it tonight, too.
as i lay upon my bed,
i begin dreaming
of how it's gonna be
the day that i am free
once i settle
like the dust upon the table
but then you came along
you helped me write this song
i don't know what day it is,
i can't recall the seasons
and i don't remember how we got this far
all i know is i'm loving you
for all the right reasons
in my sky you'll always be
my morning star
like a tired bird
flying high across the ocean
i was outside looking in
you made me live again
from the mountains
to the prairies
little babies
figures fill their heads
visions bathed in red
i don't know what day it is,
i can't recall the seasons
and i don't remember how we got this far
all i know is i'm loving you
for all the right reasons
in my sky you'll always be
my morning star
from the train in
manchester, england
lightning fills the sky
as i watched you wave goodbye
from the mountains
to the prairie
little babies
figures fill their heads
visions bathed in red
i don't know what day it is,
i can't recall the seasons
and i don't remember how we got this far
all I know is i'm loving you
for all the right reasons
in my sky you'll always be
my morning star
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