So Dance the Stars

Maybe I'm dreaming

that song of ours.

I hear the sky is singing:

so dance the stars.

Upon them, I wished

and told not a soul.

It might have been selfish,

but I meant it with all

the blood that I keep

in antiquated arteries.

I'll tell not a peep

of those longing love stories.

Yet, I only find your eyes

on crystal clear nights.

Our satellite spies

whisper secrets in light.

When the clouds lay thick, 

I feel you're gone.

Maar nu zie ik

onze maan.

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"The stars are underground and the proof is flying overhead." The Frames The Stars are Underground