by rancelandstrongs other sister
Sitting in the dark,
By the light of the moon, wishing for a dream spark, hoping for a little moment's opportune.
Dancing in the stars,
thinking of all past thoughts, singing of old tune's in cars, wondering of memories unsought.
The night has always been quiet,
it seems the world has fallen asleep to keep awake, it feels like my brain is thinking of riots, i now think of every choice left unmade and every mistake,
Till then I'll wait for a happy song,
I'll wait for the perfect drift, I'll be the one waiting, tagging along, among the lonely stars I am the big rift, making the change.