We are loosing
We are loosing.
Things were going right
We were doing fine
We were a good pile of books
We were a compact cluster of stars
We were heading east
To meet the sun in it\'s rising.
I see it now, I do
The bridge\'s height is just fine
I throw a pebble down
To see how smashed it is
By the bridge\'s height.
I will be fine.
I will be fine all alone.
I will be like a star
Far away. Out of reach. A star.
We used to love them, stars
We were so fond of all the stars.
I don\'t mean to jump.
I wouldn\'t jump, who would ever jump?
I still have books to read
And sleeps to sleep
And things to see.
And things to see
Lots of things to see.
I am too young to die
I mean to try and fly..