Starlight Songtext
von Jack Conte

So you thought you had your mind
Glassed up in a jar
Clear and cut and dry
But dipped a bit in tar

And you′re hoping for a troll
To rob you of your gold
And burn your lovely home
And keep you from the starlight
The starlight
The starlight
The starlight

Current in your hands
And a trembling in your back
Doubt your hopeful can
And crystallize to lack


And you're hoping for a troll
To rob you of your gold
And burn your lovely home
And keep you from the starlight
The starlight
The starlight
The starlight

And the sun will shine
At the edge of time
But not until you′re done
You'll never be done

And you're hoping for a troll
To rob you of your gold
And burn your lovely home
And keep you from the starlight
Starlight
The starlight
The starlight

The starlight