Stars by Winnipeg, MN

All of the stars in the sky
Are ones that have already died.
Their light makes it's journey to Earth
In time measured but inconceivable.

They're living on after the fact,
Burning whilst also a husk,
Smoldering pebbles of gods,
Flickering, spluttering down to us.

And I've convinced myself
I'll do the same thing.

All of the stars in your eyes
Will eventually die.
I stay awake half the night
Thinking of things to prolong their flight.

I'm just so hungry for it
And you're just asleep all the time.
I'm sorry for being a dick,
But I can't make it sit right.

Because all that we become,
Is the dying light of suns.

• Folk
• acoustic
• dream pop
• experiemental-folk
• folk
• indie
• indie folk
• indie-rock
• post-rock
• shoegaze
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