The Shooting Star in the World Without a Sky

Lyrics
Long ago, when there was

nothing in the midnight sky

Stars were only tiny shapes

from fairytales,

Taken from the evening's

sleepy lullabies

In a dreamy town that

looks nothing like paradise,

Riding on the summer wind

was something without meaning.

"Come on and run away!"

She woke up her son

and carried him into twilight

"But it's still all grey!"

He took her hand,

and, into the night,

Ran on, out, into the blackness

And joined

with everybody's candlelight

Looking up into the dark,

they saw the only

Shining, shooting star

"Into my waiting hand,

Tell me something new, softly.

Never take your eyes

off the miracle up high.

Show me on your face,

with your innocence.

What a wondrous

sight looks like...

I'm glad I could spend this time

looking at my own treasure...

With seventy-five years

until it comes again...

Though maybe you can see it

a while from now,

This is my last time with this

shooting star."

So, seventy-four years

into the dreamy future's morning,

Stories within a daughters ears

had raised her lively.

"I'm going far away!"

She woke up her father

with the hang of a hammer.

"I'll come back someday!"

Looking above, she set her sights

On skies always clouded over,

And, knowing there was

something more behind,

Waved a farewell to the world

from her rocket.

And took a step inside.

"Into the thinning air,

promise something more lofty,

Loosening the things

that are keeping us inside..."

Smelling gasoline, blinking

in between lightning,

Pushing out her "tonight"...

From her vivid middle age,

and a childlike passion,

Her rocket met the grey

at the stroke of midnight.

Tearing through the space

over everyone's eyes,

She saw above the

world without a sky.

So as a million stars twinkled

through the hole in the sky,

Eyes filled with newfound

meaning watched it rise -

The shooting star that

shimmered through the night.

"To the place outside,

let me kiss you gently,

Knowing that you have to

be feeling all alone...

Hold me to this window,

in jubilance as it's

Keeping my feelings

from overflowing."

Looking to the world,

and its bittersweet distance,

She promised to, one day,

rocket back again.

And, father in her mind,

shouted "Can you see me now?

I'm with your shooting star..."

And the world spun around again...