Baby, tell me all that you know
No angels, no muses, or nuclear snow
To be by the warming light of your skin
The notes in your inflection that let me back in
It's such a thing to laugh about
The ways this light will wring you out
Return to me, return to me
The time we wasted readily
Just one bright day, with no more rain
CHORUS: In the cold black ether, a star is born
Moving from my vessels into yours
The tiny planets that we create
Watch us as our bodies break
Let's tie our tethers to the titan in Spring
Shine a light for the debutantes, the pigs on the wing
Sacred and profane, gasoline and propane
The letter of the law does not deliver on our plane
I'm a vagabond begging you for more
Let me swallow all that you abhor
Your brown-eyed beauty, shot with golden trim
A lake of stars where angels drown and the unconverted swim
Just one bright day, with no more rain
CHORUS: In the city of angels, a star is born
Moving from my vessels into yours
The tiny planets that we create
Watch us as our bodies break
I look up and see your face in the moon
The winter is coming and I must leave here soon
You tell me stories, sing me songs, then turn away
For morning breaks my heart when I must rise to meet the day
A star that guided sailor's ships, a star that moved the sages' lips
A star that told us stories old, a star that keeps away the cold
A star that lights the meeting place, a star that lets me see your face
A star that will engulf the Earth when stars at night no longer burn
No, no more rain, no more sad refrains
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