Star

You are my star

And I know that stars die

Some in an instant

Others a slow fire

Some go out screaming

Some with a smile

But I hope that you

Burn for a long while

I feed you with my breath

And needles from the pine

I pray to an angel

To keep you alive

When I think of you leaving

I just wanna cry

I don't want your light

To go out before mine

In my dreams, that's when she comes to me

Smiling with crooked teeth and wrinkled eyes

I believe that she can hear me sing

When it is dark, she leans on my arm