Sunday, June 6, 2010

Everything is going to be amazing, beautiful.

You say we're made of stars
and The Universe is a woman
and she'll hold you in her arms
if you just keep believing.

And if I burn like a candle
and sing like a bird,
then I just have one question...

Will I be heard?

You say I'm made of stars
and The Universe is a woman
and she'll hold me in her arms
if I just keep believing.

And if I sing like a choir
and burn like a fire
then I just have one question...

If my heart gets broken
do my dreams live on?

In stars that burn like a lover's eyes,
do my dreams live on?

Do my dreams live on?

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