We were written in the stars, a long time ago,
Destined to repeat our should and could have beens
We live it out over and over, hoping one day our
Will will guide us to where we
Were always meant to be
Together
Remember the falling stars
Her Two Cents
The stars up above and the stars on TV fade into a background we can barely see. But a star we can hold; albeit crumpled, worn, and old is enough to guide a way through any kind of day – so I’ve been told… (maybe it’ll work for you too?)