Parker Twomey — Little Stars

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Little stars in my stout
Swimming circles ’round the blackness in my cup
Those tiny speckles taught me how to shut me up
They warp my mind and show me new ways to see tough love

If I could state the fact
You’re lighting ashes and you’re waiting for a flame
I’ve searched for years to find the goodwill in your name
But it’s found a residence in the pockets of my jeans

When I get high you push me right back down
Roll me up and toss me out into the garden
If the creek don’t rise then hell I’m outta here forever
Takes a galaxy to feel
‘Cause I’ve dreaming I’ve been dying
I can’t tell if these dreams are really real…

I think I’ve met my match
My old religion finding goodness in the bad
These days some people don’t know how to take the truth
It’s like speaking honest is a price we pay to lose

In the fields we used to roam
They’ve burned them down and rebuilt homes
I can promise you our love has been long gone

Oh, theres just one thing you can’t see
Because you burnt me up and lost me
Between the white flags and price tags on your sleeves

When I get high you push me right back down
Roll me up and toss me out into the garden
If the creek runs dry then hell I’m outta here forever
Takes a galaxy to feel
‘Cause I’ve dreaming I’ve been dying
And I can’t tell if these dreams are really real…

Between the white flags and price tags on your sleeves
They’re in my dreams…