Dear Listener,
You can count the stars tonight, but you can never measure the joy I am feeling right now
Like raindrops, those questions kept coming like a storm which was created by such pressure
I never saw the rising sun during the night, but you lit up the world like how the sunbeam hits the earth with its golden light
Your the one that I have been longing to see, so that I can finally be free
You made me feel like everything I had was worth it
That every word I said was something useful
And that the people who left me was wrong for doing it
Because the sound they once called trash, was a sound who made someone feel like dancing through a lonely night
Dear Listener, may those words light your way
Like how you helped me free myself; finally
Everything might not be fine for you today
I'll keep wishing that the stars be with you, not only tonight but eternally
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The One Hit Wonder
PoetrySearching for the remaining records of his own songs, a washed up singer had decided to spend the rest of his life looking for the remaining memory of him as an artist. Can he finally free himself from burden inside his heart? Will he ever find the...
