Don't look up, for the stars have given up on you, and fallen
They sank and floated, some hid behind gloom, dare not to gleam
They were taken down, look ahead, as the night came crawlin'
Such candor have slapped me out of dreams, rivers out of their stream
Take no spill for there isn't a pool nor a glass below, no Adam's ale to drown in
They have poked and picked celestial bodies, everything you have been surmising
The whole sea is now dry yet luminous, stuck in paved tall concretes, fading in, in ticking clocks
They would flick a switch for their private suns, leaving none left for you, for me, aside from the opaque nox
My peepers deluged in despondency, dismay surged in such veracity, how could you let them go? dear Gravity
As spates of disenchantment crippled me, while i unlatch attachments, and was abandoned in fragments
I rely on them, now floating down below, for the heavens are now deluded in caliginous billow
And then it drizzled on me in mockery, the sky, not answering to my endless "why"s
They sank and floated, they sank and floated, hear the crickets' symphony, they sank and floated
We were too busy looking up that we, i, have dismissed them, as i was usually dismissed by others
They were hidden too, the crickets, honest and idyllic, all my worries were gone, and for awhile we were one, by the peaceful rhythm of it all, in them all else were languidly coated.
The night have been fraudulent, they sank and floated, but they're still within your sight, they can see us all, and alas i found myself silly in tears.
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