(J. Haralson/S.
Velasquez)
Everything we lost
In the fire
Everything we
tried to keep
Everything that
slipped
Through our hands
While we were
asleep
It’s all stars now
And everything’s
gonna be alright
All stars now
To lead us to the
light…
And it’s gonna be
ok…
It’s gonna be
alright…
Alright
It’s gonna be ok…
It’s gonna be
alright
All of that love
was real and it’s all stars now…
Remember when we
Were kids
And we could run
so fast
Little tiny
superhero’s
Tryin to get back
home at last
(chorus)
No more tears
Look up when you
don’t know how
All of that love
Is right there and
it’s all stars now…
Our lives are made up of colors
from the brightest neons to the
soft shades of pastel
Then finally to the dimming of
the faded lights…
Birth. Growth.
Death.
My favorites are the pastels
that have
wrapped my soul in happiness and
contentment.
They are called my family.
Where there was strife in one
there was great love in another
Always balanced. Always soft.
Always pastel.
For 30 of my 50 years I have
been a moon beam.
Didn’t you know?
Oh yes,
I have experienced wonderous
passages of time
And people going through my
light
I call life.
To say that I wish some of them
hadn’t trespassed into my glowing world
Would mean there were regrets in
my life.
I have none. I need none.
Why would i?
Some came dancing and bobbing
others came hesitant and
unwilling
But once we were together
we made beautiful designs on the
earth
That will never be touched by
that fading light.
When the sun comes up and my
light fades
I will still have had my
pastels.
It’s gonna be ok
Everything’s gonna
be alright
It’s gonna be ok
Everything’s gonna
be alright…
(chorus)
Everything we lost
in the fire…
Everything we lost
(it’s all stars
now)
END © ARRFBC December 27, 2011/Edits January 14, 2011
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