Romance Of The Stars

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Archer, I was sleeping, when you came to my western window

Pulling stars up from the other side

That black line of mountains, that’s the hat from which they are drawn

As you float eastward, towards the darkened door of dawn

 

Touch me as I touch you, inhale me as I’m inhaling you

The things you mean to me archer, I have always been true

 

And archer, can you tell me, where does your arrow point to tonight?

I see nothing there, and besides I feel left behind and bare

It’s across night’s black oceaned magic with you I would ride

 

Touch me as I touch you, inhale me as I’m inhaling you

The things you mean to me archer, I have always been true

 

I knew you when I was younger, you sent your messengers down to me

I knew them by the stars in their eyes and around their heads and shoulders

Where have they all gone?    …well not them exactly…

But the light that in there eyes that had shown

 

Touch me as I touch you, inhale me as I’m inhaling you

Falling backwards into dark dreams oceaned residue

 

Only to awaken before the day breaks

Before the lifting of the night from the skies

To see you out my eastern window as you start to fade so slow

Till you have vanished into Dawn’s yellow open morning robes

 

And a star falls down to the desert floor

And out of the desert someone is approaching my door

And archer yeah yeah yeah

He pleases me