Rolling Stone from Outlander Superstar by Hellga Black

For February of fourteen
I am myself a Valentin
Will love my pride in mirror gaze
And miracles of nature praise

I pray myself to pause rat race
To cool down wheeling hot-dog space
And root forever rolling stone
While finding place I may call home

I searched around low and high
While sorting out truthful lie
I tried so hard with up and down
That almost lost my black star crown

What was it all for, waterfall
Did masters hammer heavy fall?

I carry home like crawling snail
To be just married Flash and Dale
And years I count like daily hours
The rocket ship time slows to Mars

But coming back on Earth with tears
Of heavens dome clear having ears
I wash their eyes of blinding veils
Starman is tired of humans trails

What was it all for, waterfall
Did masters hammer heavy fall?

The only thing I crave is rest
To take a break and build a nest
The ocean turns me into foam
Wind blows in minor calling home

But where is it if not a Mars
I count miles to reach my stars
Dissolving charms I disappear
For those who having ears not hear

• Rock
• blues
• country folk
• folk
• pop rock
• rocknroll
• Australia