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Starshine

You used to call me Starshine I used to wonder why. I used to call you Moonshine, now I See the reason I Got so drunk off words you spoke I nearly went blind. Now and then see you pretend through misty foggy eyes That time the wind and us the dust swept up away and off. Nothing left where nothing was swept up away and off. (you know) I could never lie when I was staring at your curls. Cashing in those empty bottles just to buy you pearls. I drank 'em first but there's no thirst quite like the one you left me with. Always parched, and never quenched until I find you in a fifth. I used to call you Moonshine Now you're whiskey, bourbon, rye. You used to call me Starshine and I still wonder why.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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