The state with a lone star
Walking in my sleep with the naked trees
Will they wake up or do they sleep
Do they dream
Or are they part of what makes
The state with a lone star
Let them buy the frightening time and silence the dancing feet of the
State with a lone star
All they need is to remember the aging winter sun and keep it close to its bosom
Giving it a stroll and swallowing the breeze
That flows to and fro in the state with a lone star
My tears are always frozen and I can’t see the air I breathe
So I can’t find a way to the state with a lone star
All my failures left a cut on my skin
Spilled out all my ink
And left me with no link
But if I break through these seasons
That created broken scars
I might find my way around
This state with a lone star.