Fixing faux-feathers to be in the stars
The wax melts in the wake of the rising sun
Dissipating as you fall through the clouds
As they make way for the moon
The queen of the night
(enter stage right): the day

as of late, it’s been raining all day 
I guess wishes won’t work without stars
Though your smile, brings the warmth of the sun
Into the pitch darkness of my nights
The wind that blows the clouds 
Away to reveal the soothing light of the moon

The white rabbit glows from the face of the moon
As I sit and ponder about my day
The sky has been rolling with gray waves of clouds
I can’t seem to remember the stars
Not anymore since my night
Is usually spent wishing for you, my ray of sun

I never understood why Icarus flew towards the sun
Until I began to moon
Over the thought of you–dreaming in the day
And all through the chill of the night–
Stranded in the haze of nine clouds,
You guide me like wayfinding stars

I hope you know you’re all the stars
In my universe, not the sun–
Yes, my head is usually in the clouds
Thinking, thinking underneath the pale light of the moon 
But I can’t think of any better way to spend the day 
Than spending time with you in the light and the night

I was always awake at night 
The glitter of the stars
Kept me awake, so why not aim for the sun
I have to try again, It’s a new day
There is applause amongst the clouds
(Enter stage left): the moon

A blanket of the night tries to tuck me into a bed of stars
To wait for the rising sun, resting on a plume of clouds
As the moon looms over me, my wings ready for the day