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Fare thee well my bright star |
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I watched your taillights blaze into nothingness |
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But you were long gone before i ever got to you |
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Before you blazed past this address |
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And now i think of having loved and having lost |
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But never know what it feels like to never love |
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Who can say what's better when my heart's become the cost |
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A mere token of a brighter jewel sent from above |
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Fare thee well my bright star |
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The vanity of youth the color of your eyes |
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And maybe if i'd fanned the blazing fire of your day-to-day |
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Or if i'd been older i'd been wise |
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Too thick the heat of those long summer evenings |
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For a cool evening i began to yearn |
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But you could only feed upon the things which feed a fire |
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Waiting to see if i would burn |
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Fare thee well my bright star |
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It was a brief brilliant miracle dive |
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That which i looked up to and i clung to for dear life |
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Had to burn itself up just to make itself alive |
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And i caught you then in your moment of glory |
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Your last dramatic scene against a night sky stage |
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With a moment so clear that it's as if you're still before me |
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My once in a lifetime star of an age |
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So fare thee well my bright star |
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Last night the tongues of fire circled me around |
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And this strange season of pain will come to pass |
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When the healing hands of autumn cool me down |