I could spend all day staring at the stars Wondering if the tower is upside down or right side up Wondering if my future is turned up first or flipped over last Wondering if you will give me an answer I could spend all day staring at the stars Feeling the beads of neon spray paint dripping down my arms Feeling the juice of ripe summer peaches sticking between my fingers Feeling in a space where I’m no longer along I could spend all day staring at the stars Glazing my eyes until there’s sparks round the corners Phasing my blood until the tides run her dry Tracing a line between me and you I could spend all day staring at the stars Wanting to crawl across this barroom floor Wanting to climb inside of your sound Wanting to break my own silence I could spend all day staring at the stars I could spend all day dreaming of what it means to be alive I could spend all day being Without a second of it spent living -Sarah Wagner