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A song I can't sing
Between my eyes and the stars,
Is a song I can't seem to sing.
I feel the rhythm beat on my bones,
I can see the words in my dreams.
Beautiful calligraphy made out of clouds,
The moon is bright enough I can see them.
None of these words I can say out loud....
I haven't learned how to read them.
Between my eyes and the stars at night,
Is a song I can't seem to sing,
But, as long I feel that feeling in my bones...
Then that song will still be about me
© Kasey Spotanski
Is a song I can't seem to sing.
I feel the rhythm beat on my bones,
I can see the words in my dreams.
Beautiful calligraphy made out of clouds,
The moon is bright enough I can see them.
None of these words I can say out loud....
I haven't learned how to read them.
Between my eyes and the stars at night,
Is a song I can't seem to sing,
But, as long I feel that feeling in my bones...
Then that song will still be about me
© Kasey Spotanski
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