Stars Led Us Here

                              dancing in the dark 

            was all i did for as long as i can remember 

                    spinning and turning with you

                          barefoot in the grass

                       under summer’s night sky

               we never finished our song that night 

             i remember how i so suddenly awoke to 

      S 

                           C         

                                            R

                                                                    E                               

                                                                                          A             

                                                                                                                M

                                                                                                                                 S                                                                                                       

                                       so  awful, spiteful 

                          they  interrupted  our song mid-chorus

                                they still echo inside my head

                                      keep me up at night 

                                          i wonder if you

                                          still hear them

                                               like i do

                         lately they’ve  become more and more faint 

                                           i want to forget

                            i

                            try

                             to 

                            forget. 

                                       but i know 

                            we were not meant to be 

                                        forgotten

                                 we were magical 

     we were careless whispers, swept away in the summer breeze

                       with no intention of reaching the ground

        we were silhouettes, slipping into the shadows with ease 

                          with  no intention of being found

                      but somewhere in the chaos  long ago 

                            my hand slipped out of yours

                             but d i s t a n c e  is relative

                                        and so is time

                     so surely, we could go back to yesterday if 

                               only i got our record to play?

                                         i’d make sure

                                              nothing 

                                    interrupts us this time,

                                                  or 

                                          ever   again,

                                                 but 

                                        after all of this,

                                 would you take my hand

                                      and dance with me 

                                              tonight?