Nude Star

I fell down once,

you held my hand

and though we never ever

talked about it,

I think you understand.

Everybody could fly,

but you better not try.

Doesn't matter who you talk to,

everybody's going up.

Nude star.

I was a teenage drunken suicide

and I wrote poetry too.

Now it all kind of disgusts me

and two of them were about you.

Everybody could fly,

but you better not try.

Doesn't matter who you talk to,

everybody's given up.

Nude star.

I'd desert you in a second but I

don't know where you are.

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