Star Crush - I Am Going To Transform You Into The Tulip That You Are

Weeping artist
Scarecrow of the human spirit
Soaring sorrow rising and falling like birds kissing the sky
Sunday monsoon of salty tears from the past
One dream of a girl made of magic
One hope a boy sent to learn the language of the stars
We disappear like
A fleet of anguished ships diminishing upon the horizon
And love is a bright blue sky
Ravenously eating away all the darkness

Written by:
Thomas Goss

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