Eyes bright
Big as the starlight
She shines down
And I drown.
In her face
I get lost in amaze...
Sweet but, bitter the seasons that come to pass
Composing, whistful lyrics for all that has
Something like to the skyline
Born again every night
Bright eyes
Fueled by twilight
They lie down
And I drown.
In her face
I get lost in amaze...
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