For The Girl Named After A Star

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She walks to me wearing a smile,

With her arms thrown open.

There's o much joy in her eyes,

You never realize that,

Her heart lies, hurt and broken.

She speaks to me like a queen,

Pretending to be without a care.

I hear the words all the same.

The softer, more painful ones.

Deeper than any prayer.

Bright Lady, Bright Lady,

Named by your mother after a Star.

There are oceans left to cross.

So many wonders left to see,

Beyond this messy little bazaar.

Get lost in the world a while,

Rediscover your gypsy heart.

You don't need a man to tell you,

What the script should be,

Or how to play your part.

Show yourself the way back,

From fear and self doubt.

You've lingered too long in shadow,

Learn to be as bright within,

As you are to me without.

Learn music from the wind,

And poetry from the tired sea.

Sing to your plants everyday,

Be your own great love,

Be as reckless, as silly as me.

Bright Lady, Bright Lady,

Walking this path all alone.

Your mother named you after a Star,

So even on the darkest roads,

You'd find your way back home.

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