The light is growing dimmer
I cannot feel to cope
I hear less than a glimmer
of the prayer we call hope.
 
At night we clocked the bold stars
Felt waves of sweetened pine
Traced out maps of ancient scars
through tears that soothed like wine.
 
I wished I still might find you
We’ll ride that mountain train
Where comets trail behind you
and moonlight pours like rain.
 
Come watch that golden glory
Attend the sky with cheers
It shimmers like a story
told for ten thousand years.

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Her midnight eyes are glowing
I swear they shine for me
And stardust keeps on flowing  
where heaven used to be.