And now
I think of having loved and having lost
But
never know what it feel like to never love
Who
can say what's better when my heart's become the cost
A mere
token of a brighter jewel sent from above
Fare
thee well my bright star
The
vanity of youth the color of your eyes
And
maybe if I'd fanned the blazing fire of your day-to-day
Or if
I'd been older, I'd been wise
Too thick
the heat of those long summer evenings
For
a cool evening I began to yearn
But
you could only feed upon the things which feed a fire
Waiting
to see if I would burn
Fare
thee well my bright star
It was
a brief brilliant miracle dive
That
which I looked up to and I clung o for dear life
Had
to burn itself up just to make itself alive
And I
caught you then in your moment of glory
Your
last dramatic scene against a night sky stage
With
a moment so clear that it's as if you're still before me
My once
in a lifetime star of an age
Fare
thee well my bright star
Last
night the tongues of fire circled me round
And
this strange season of pain will come to pass
When
the healing hands of autumn cool me down
Marco Giunco |
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