Six Stars

In November, a feeling fell
A fleeting thought of loneliness
I remember falling down
Forgiving signs of hopelessness

Trickling past Sunday school lane
The deafening sound of myself thumbing my lapel
My friends always seem to die on Saturdays
Worth from every sinew, rinsing every ounce

Why does the sight of water soothe me, when the touch of it frightens me to bits?
Why am I soothed by the sound of friends singing sorrows in my ears?

Life goes on if it wants to
But I've lost track of having nowhere to be
I almost cried at Whole of the Moon
What a sight, teary eyed and tapping feet

It's another dark day, forgetting how I feel
Head crushed against glass, inside and out
I don't wanna be anywhere at all
Six stars light up your name on the living room wall



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Wyborn
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