I miss my little Texas town
And there vast open spaces
And all the fairytale like places
I spent a portion if my life in that small little town
Not even a school house peppered amongst the livestock
But most of all I miss the stars
Warm summer nights spent out in the fields
Staring at sky full of light that seemed to stretch to the earth.
Vibrant colors stretched across the sky
Purples, greens, blues and tans
The horizon went for miles seeming like it would never end
only broken up by the long grass that went untouched blew with that warm summer breeze.
Unable to escape the clutches of man's prencens.
Taken over like a rain forest cut down to build houses.
I chase the stars, that uninterrupted horizon
But I’m surrounded on all sides, the mountains like ancient beasts that hold its people close.
There is no war in bongsingsay,
there is no stars in California, even atop the giants back at the top of the hill only a glimpse brighter
But I drive over that hill on the 10, chasing anything that feels like home
I see stars but not in the sky instead
Wrapped in the valleys warm embrace it hold the lights of all of its peoples dream,
Every wish made upon that sky a light gained
The mountain itself seems to pluck them out of the sky to give to its people.
And then a when I’m hit the devastating reminder that I can not go back to that little town
The people, the fields and that sky would not hold me as I am now.
No longer that sweet little girl, now a abomination of a man
I cried at the top of that hill begging to be touched by the cosmos when the answers where below me all along.
Because here in the city lights, thousands of suns caught in jars I belong
At least here the stars cradle me.
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