All of your things are packed up and piled in the hall This is your life with a cat perched on top of it all 7 boxes and a ticket that waves in your hand This chapter’ s ending in the book made of sand, but
All the stars that filled your eyes When you could not fall to sleep All the hours scattered light That danced across Your dreaming body Nothing ever loved, dies
I know it’s hard and I wish I could bring you some peace But the words won’t come and I feel your hand slow release 1000 mornings floating in your big brass bed This song is ending the birds with their music have fled
All the stars....
I know some believe that this world will always turn And time is a fire and love left untended will burn, but
