
BEN BOSTICK
STAR-CROSSED
Star-crossed! Star-crossed! Star-crossed!
All of the universe is bent and wrapped around my neck
Stars swallowed up by the black hole within my chest
Angels revealed to me the sight: somewhere a heaven shining
Cruel are the angels to show what I’ll never find
There’s a light
A healing light, starshine
And it falls on your skin soft
And warm as it clears your eyes
It’s a light
That doesn’t shine for me
I am cursed, I am tortured
By the object of my dreams
Star-crossed! Star-crossed! Star-crossed!
There is no meaning in this place, but that is not the curse
The search must persist, although meaning is in the hearse
There’s a light
Betrays the mind, blinding
My remains to the Tangle
My visions to the night
1. Fight
I have to fight, find strength
2. Just give in to the Tangle
1. From darkness defend my sight
1. To the light, I know there’s light for me
2. Light, how could I believe there’s light, a light that’s shining for me
1 & 2. (But) the dark whispers poison and death flows through these vines