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Little paper moon, How I can hold you in my hand... How I can move you all around... Change the waves and the sand. Larger little Earth, As pretty as can be... Warm, but yet...so cold...
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Little paper moon, How I can hold you in my hand... How I can move you all around... Change the waves and the sand. Larger little Earth, As pretty as can be... Warm, but yet...so cold...
Little sky dreaming dark. Bat wings beating fast. Boys cruise in fast cars. You and I counting stars. Dinner Mars and Milky Way bars. Lunar dust a lifetime lasts. Solar winds rage silently past.
We are the stars, There are millions within the galaxy, We stand strong within the sky, Held together like epoxy, We make up constellations, Like Ursa Minor and Major, The star signs come from...
Imagination blooms. In a chameleon flower. Growing from the ear of. An iguana, illuminated. In the sun of the father of. A brilliant mind showered. In bright sparkling Time. Empowered by Love,.
Smile painted in the stars,. Tip of the paint brush. dipped in gold,. A canvas. capturing stars and setting them in place,. Across the night skies face,. Erasing the rest from the night,.
There's a giant that lives in the sky. The moons just one of his eyes. The atmosphere is his dark skin, And the stars his freckles, like pins. The planets make up his face.
In your arms you hold the stars and the sun Therefore you shall never cease to run. For if you cease to run, the eternal sea of everything, will be none. You are a star that will blow up soon.
I swirl electric, chanting my name to the stars Tassels of moonbeams, ribbons of milky light Dancing, upon distant Mars I am galvanic bones Upon this earth divine Sphere of mortal life Roots of...
Millions of shades of grey make up the mysteriously beautiful planet mercury. Ancient Venus hangs eerily in space tentacles of acidic cloud obscures it from view.
#augustwriteaday The starchild was in wonderment As she cast an empty stare Down to planet Earth And all that resided there She'd watched us all forever And couldn't quite work out Although a...
You and I, The children of the moon. It's time to take over, Very soon. Eternal love The children of the sky. Nobody will question our rule, Or ask why. It works, The children of the night.
I watched the moon tumble from Gods crafting table, Creating all its craters, through the dust until it stabled. Attaching itself to a little blue and green type world.
#nightdwellers The night's a fevered garden Garnished with exotics; The gorgeous grease of dewdrops, And constellation daisies.
GUNNINGIGAP The sky calls to me with voices of amber, speaking of treasures as gold as the sun. The sky calls to me, but I can not answer. Sooner or later, the moment will come, I know.
Do you ever wonder Who the shining faces are In the night sky. Smiling down at us. Who's body they once filled. Who's eyes they glistened out of.
There was once a blue sky. Who kissed the sun to tears. His blanket of blue. Had an earthy beauty. The tidal wave of emotion. Sent the stars into a twinkle. And all the planets close by.
Eleven suns rotate, they spin. As three million days and nights begin. Nine distant worlds unlike our own. This place I feel must be my home. Because I don't fit down here on earth.
You were tracing constellations along my forearms, Straight lines and muffled songs.
Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are.
With the eyes of the moon, stars shimmering in the light.
A small song I composed one extremely wet afternoon. It's pretty awful. And In 6/8 timing. Watch the skies. Pieces are Watch the skies.