<p>gossiping stars circling<br />
I have only good intentions to tell<br />
they shoot their way off into the abyss<br />
all is bliss. all is well.</p>
Watching planets plummet into waves
washing over my feet
Jupiter tickles my little toe
I communicate with light years through a seashell
the comets are calling
gossiping stars circling
I have only good intentions to tell
they shoot their way off into the abyss
all is bliss. all is well.
