stardusting recorded

stardusting

alright gimme a minute
to spell incorrectly
put letters together in slang
feel my heart change


so out in the universe went my tongue
swinging on hope, i clung
and wished wished upon that star
squeeze squeeze witness these scars
of days so long they could burn the brown off the back of my neck
make me doubt my own name
nights so cold, snow felt like the warmest blanket
and even that wasn't warm enough to hide who i became
scars of days when i felt so lost the map under my nose couldn't show me where my home was
yeah stop pointing it out, cause no good it does
when so lonesome one gets, tears run out and are replaced by laughter
i used to pull emptiness out of my pocket and swore it was a dollar
wasn't even a monetary thing
just wanted to see something
of worth
i swear i got a scar from my chin hitting my chest so many times
my throat ran dry from fallen words on deaf ears and absent phone lines
got bruises on my knees from standing on them for so long
some say it's the shit that makes you strong
so i try to make something out of nothing
like a dollar out of emptiness
like when he touched me wrong and i justified the cause
like maybe it was my fault, like i broke some law
like maybe in my 7 year old body i was subliminally asking for it
or those endless sundays you slowly cut down my spirit
slit by slit
taking my mother's sons and my father's pride
leaving them with the one eared daughter who heard what no one was listening to
so with your uncanny, unmistakeable wit
this family you divide, capsized
and i get it, fall on me, i was the culprit, i'll take it, i got it, fuck it
yeah those days and nights when warmth was a distant friend
life's jokes were much too much to contend
somewhere between a ringless phone and prison bars
unpaid debts and early morning cigarettes
squeeze squeeze witness these scars
wish wish upon that star
out out in the universe went this tongue
sealed and stamped
to hope i clung




so we're watching this movie
and the girl, she shines
when her love is near
in his arms she binds
her heart to him
his smile her limb
that helps her go on
helps him be a man
and together
they stand
looking for home
hers in the sky
his on the other side
till they look at each other
like really really look at each other
and find their home has no borders
like clouds and walls
ropes and magic balls
for in each other they find solace
this shop boy and his fallen star
they become one another's compass
their love story, their very own atlas
their journey of a 'we'
sets the plot for their voyage to be free
but in the end
as stated before
they discover freedom is not bound sometimes
by expectation or social jurisdiction
but sometimes freedom is unexpected
spontaneous
and the burst of love's fierceness
cannot be contained in silly predictions
of how things should be
or could be
sometimes love has it's own expedition
to one's soul
in the most unlikeliest of pairs
like a shop boy and his fallen star
... an audacious feat to win the heart of a girl so sweet, so bright, so far out of his league
so far, her usual company is amongst the moon and the clouds that serve her, hell even jupiter and mars
... a daring undertaking to want love from a boy who has his own ideas of whom he is to marry
settling on the town's prize of a lady, a mortal so beautiful, even a fallen star couldn't compete with all her pretty
-and yet
they are there
side by side in an adventure that serves them up

love





it is
you're right
a good love story
i'll give you that much
a vacation from the scars that define us
in this world tho, she'd inevitably turn dust
all the 'hope clinging' on this side of the wall ain't gonna serve up the fantasy
127 minutes later, back to reality


it's a shineless star when it finds out it never really mattered

simply

the happiest days are the ones that end with you