A place among the stars

You ever see the sun set

purple skies and the drowning stars

hanging on by a tiny thread

but you fall into the milky way

Swishing back and forth in the mouth of the universe

A shooting star crashes past

You feel the blast but stay so calm

Flipping through the weightless 

Tumbling upon nothing 

Thinking about the possibilities,

Come rescue me.

Cast your smile towards the sun,

let him know you're there.

The pieces of your little puzzle,

will soon fall into place.

Nothing is a mess, its just a spread of what's to be

Take the hand of the shooting star 

Let it set you free..

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"Nothing is a mess, it's just a spread of what's to be"

I find that line extremely clever.
Makes me wish I'd come up with that. Hmph.