Lyra

Beautiful things, they are, stars

Too bad they'd be gone by daylight

Fools wish upon them, fools like me

Fools who live in a world of fantasy

They never told us about red giants or white dwarfs

And how twinkling is just a pretty word

For all the dirt that lies between

Stars, you can watch them forever

But they take lightyears to reach you

If they ever

You see, stars never fall for fools like me

And if they ever

I stopped looking