I don’t shy away anymore
Just how it needs to be
You pretty little picture, you
We’ve fallen amongst the stars, left wondering exactly where we are
Rip-roaring individuality
Catch that shining bright star ’til there we are
All kinds of supernatural
Terrifically blinding/frightened by the piercing light/slightly paralysed, suddenly oh so very petrified
Mind your step and dance with me, please
The chance would be a mighty fine thing indeed
Now breathe
We teed it on up by the light of night, can’t you simply see