Cold Stars

No, I haven't just had an epiphany. Nor am I on the brink of death (as far as I know). This really isn't about me.

Cold stars...
Guide me home,
Back from the world
I used to roam.
Cold stars...
Reminding me
Of the girl
I used to be.

Cold stars...
With dark behind,
And memories
That haunt my mind.
Cold stars...
Bright Light above.
Truth I cling to
And faith and love.

Cold stars...
New hope is there
This road won't lead
Back to despair.
Cold stars...
I'm almost home.
I lay me down
No more to roam.

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