Shooting Star, written Monday 1/7/02 7:40pm and edited 1/31/02 3:47pm
I look in to the deep blue of it’s soul,
Everything’s great,
It’s just like a shooting star,
Then things start to change,
It was never good, I let my hopes up,
Now I’m worse...
How could I be so absent minded?
It was never that good,
It was better,
But never good,
It was never a shooting star,
It was an airplane...
