Under These Same Skies

We’re under the same skies

And under the same light

But you have cosmic eyes

And I’m blind, but I can see

You’re not just like me

I can’t stop wondering how

Is it wrong to be upsidedown

If you can mend your ends

I guess it all evens out

But I’m like the stars in the sky

Scattered pieces, trying to find

Forgotten, forgetful

Dazed and spaced out

And you are

The three quarters moon

Maybe not yet in full bloom

But someday you’ll light up

And all of the street lamps

In their humble orange glow

Will fade out just for you

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