Fare thee well, my bright star,
I watched your taillights blaze into nothingness.
You were long gone before I ever got to you,
Before you blazed past my address.

And now I think of having loved and having lost,
But never know what it feels like to never love.
I can't say it's better whan my heart's become the cost;
A mere token of a brighter jewel sent from up above.

Fare thee well, my bright star,
The vanity of youth, the color of your eyes.
Maybe if I'd fanned the blazing fire of your day-to-day,
Or if I'd been old or I'd been wise.

Too thick the heat of those long summer evenings;
For a cool evening I began to yearn.
But you could only feed upon the things which feed of fire,
Waiting to see if I would burn.

Fare thee well, my bright star;
It was a brief brilliant miracle dive.
That which I looked up to and I clung to for dear life
Had to burn itself up just to make itself alive.

And I caught you then, in your moment of glory;
Your last dramatic scene against a night sky stage.
With a moment so clear it's as if you're still before me,
My once in a lifetime star of an age.

Fare thee well, my bright star.
Last night I dreamed the tongues of fire circled me around,
And this strange season of pain will come to pass
As the healing hands of autumn cool me down.




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