Did you crack the sky wide open
To find what was inside?
Not quite what we were hoping
A case of do or die
Did we cross the bridgeless gulf of chatter?
Did we say just one thing that mattered?
Did we skate the cold water of reason?
Invigorate the logic of it's reason?
Even the stars die
In the end, what do things matter?
God knows I've half a mind
So I sparkle and then shatter
God knows I'm not unkind
I'm the queen of street-light conversations
Idle dreams, fatal fascinations
Feel the clout, the clamour and the clatter
Feel the love as day begins to shatter
Even the stars die
I'm the queen of street-light conversations
Idle dreams, fatal fascinations
Feel the shout, the clamour and the clatter
Feel the night as day begins to shatter
Even the stars die