I used to play guitar
til someone told me
that I may be a star...

People on the walls
like the sky
People youll probly never know
But sometime they glowed

But I pick it up every once in a while
When I have somethin on my mind
And I play around with my voice, sometimes...
I try to write a few songs
But they never seem to cover night and day

I pick it up every once and a while
But they never seem to cover night and day
On a wall in the sky
Arent there way too many stars...

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