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“Daystar”
by Patrick Suler
You come and go, around.
You burn me if I get too close.
You help me grow half the time.
You blind me when you’re not obscured,
And never stop your circles.
Though far away you move me.
Lead me innocent, or let me go.
Transition man’n’meet the daystar.
Samsera samsera
Self destruction might be a brilliant spectacle,
If you go first, I’ll follow,
But if I am first, you shine on
Your Eyes are yellow spirals
That are Built like mirrors
But reflect on nothing
with film projectors just behind
Showing movies I can’t see.
Transition man’n’meet the daystar
Samsera samsera
Everything ends:
The stars and moon and friends.
Everybody ends
While they’re holding hands.
Transition man meet the daystar
Samsera samsera
Kiss the Daystar…goodbye.
written by Patrick Suler.
©2002 Patrick Suler. All rights reserved.
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