The Stars

                Dm
Back then it almost felt
        A#
Heaven sent
       Gm
With slow dancing models
        Am
In a childs ornament
        Dm                     
Kept spinning our heads full of 
   A#
stars
       Gm
Dont know what we had
        Am
But we knew it was ours
           Dm                     
With one hand on the small of her 
A#
back
       Gm                  Am
The other in hers, as we moved to 
the track
             Dm                  
That was playing in our heads all 
   A#
along
         Gm              Am
The symphony silent, a beautiful 
song
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           Dm                      
We were lovers, we were doomed from
       A#
 the start
         Gm                     
It was all broken clockwork, the 
  Am
dancers both fall apart
          Dm              A#
Maybe it was a dream, and I just 
woke up
     Dm                      A#
The girl sits alone with her art
   Gm
Seems her words are the only way
     Am
To mend her broken heart
          Dm                    
Like her life is the fiction not 
  A#
found
           Gm                  Am
Her real image in writing is staring
 straight back
         Dm                  A#
Her protagonist has broken hope
        Gm                        
The typewriter pause, then the words
Am
 come out slowly
         Dm                   A#
Like teardrops, fall on the page
         Gm                Am
In an instant her soul, released 
from its cage

She wrote
           Dm
You were laying there dying
          A#
Like the end of a western
        Gm                     Am
Saying tell me what europe is like
        Dm                       
I said tell me yourself, we can go 
A#
when you feel right
        Dm                       
At the coast, every star seems so 
   A#
near
           Gm                      
But you wouldn't know each, had 
   Am
been gone all those years
          Dm                   A#
And the ocean rose on like a dream
      Gm                  Am
And into the distance, forever it 
seems