The Starry Skies

The perfect stars In the skies they appear tonight These subjects, they're far Yet they keep my life alight Afloat, they keep my boat For they serve as My guide Through the darkness Through the tides Through the pain Through the rites As I take my passage through The seas and oceans of life As I pass afloat through Trying to remain scarce Scarce, soft, not rife Scared, I cower in the darkness of the night Guided by my perfect stars as I walk alongside The shore as I arrive and take rest on the sand I dance and dance, then I lie down, and cry As tears of joy and tears of fear escape my eyes I stare at the perfect stars of the night I thank them for having served me For bringing me to where I am now I thank them for leading my soul here For finally, I understand The journey that they put me through Making me play the role of the fool Like the jester that I was, I smiled all along For even when the perfect stars looked back upon me My thought process, it was violent, wrong So there I ...

During last night's walk I felt engulfed inside To myself I talked and talked Spoken some words out loud If you passed me you'd think I'm insane If you walked by you'd have been mesmerized I was singing really old songs Ones that I had memorized And I walked on and on From point to point I moved Wandering around all along Going around in a groove Looking for a spot where the light is weak So I can see the start of the night See, last night I had a walk And god, it did feel alright Smoking the atmosphere Getting high off the music Pumping sounds down into my ears That I found so damn amusing Walking my sorrows off Not minding my mental state Trying to get euphoric As time froze in its place In my position I am lost In my thoughts I'm so far gone Staring at the stars of the night Walking, just having fun I hate living in the city sometimes It's too lit up outside Wish I could walk through the desert Reach the other side, alright