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Click hereCopyright 2003
I could be a blazing comet, flying in the infinite black of space
Painting colors on that sheet of darkness with my own finesse
Weaving through the spotted lights, a brilliant chase.
I would hurtle in the black of the empty, at my own pace
Singing out my harmonies, conquering your distress
I could be a blazing comet, flying in the infinite black of space
But I am not a comet, burning brightly in a higher place
I sit beside you, whispering to you; give up your stress.
Weaving through the spotted lights, a brilliant chase
A hope of life more elemental, a life of grace
Of magics reflecting brightly in your eyes; success!
I could be a blazing comet flying in the infinite black of space
Believing with the wonder of the entire human race
Like that of a child at its' magical existence; transgress!
Weaving through the spotted lights, a brilliant chase.
Take this life, for your old, replace
Feel the elementals communal touch, a caress.
I could be a blazing comet, flying in the infinite black of space
Weaving through the spotted lights, a brilliant chase.