Mechanical Poet - Stars

When the sun goes down
At the end of dying day.
When the night mutes the sounds
And the yellow become so gray.

Stars are beginning their dances
Up in the heavens above.

Bathing in crystalline glances
You live and you love.

When the moon comes in sight
And the wind's mussing up your hair.
When the pain's left behind
And your body melts in the air...

Stars are beginning their dances
Up in the heavens above.

Bathing in answers and questions
You live and you love.