Choose the Sun

Under Stars


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Sitting on the parapet
Swollen fingers and tired eyes
A flicker from the cigarette
Ribboning blue smoke into the skies

The lie's the only thing I know
But I still believe it's true
I feel the fear begin to grow
As the street disappears from view

Under stars, can anybody hear me

Thinking of a way and out
A Mindless escape of sorts
Hoping to erase all doubt
While holding a fist of cords

Under stars, can anybody hear me
Under stars, can anybody hear me

These demons they all know my name
They tell me I can dull the pain
My disease has brought me to this place
I don't think that I can live this way

Under stars, here I stand
Under stars, doubt in my hand
Under stars, above looking down
Under stars, the moonlight surround

You told me not to be afraid
You told me I would be okay
I believe in every word you say
I will live to see another day


Writer/s: Choose the Sun