hi there

Stars are shining through blurry lights that cloud my sight
But tonight it seems to me that these eyes won't do justice for all there is to see

I'm looking through the blinding light at the starry souls who sit beside me
And I don't need to wonder where they'll end up, after all
Because the sky is like the perfect measuring stick--too tall for it to matter

There's so much that matters from this grass to that cloud that I couldn't say it loud enough for even my own ears to really hear
And when the sun finally sleeps I'm just glad that I'm here--somewhere between the grazes and gazes into the deepest stars
So far from what society's somehow losing
So far from what I hate to lose sight of

Friends are shining through blurry lights tonight
Tomorrow they'll still be here--
Wherever they are.