You were the night sky
That gazed through my window pane
In this room with no ally
You're the one who kept me sane
My blaze of thoughts grew me fond
Of all the things I wonder
But looking at you, there's this bond
That makes all things blonder
Keeping you gave me second thoughts
Not sure how, not sure why
In this endless battle I fought,
It is you who eager me to fly
I am an old creek house
Who had the messiest interior
But you were the night sky that arouse
The things which made me feel superior
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