A little track with a little poem

Here a little track with a quick poem…
Hopefully it’s pretty cryptic.

Coming to this town
Fooling all around
She is a lifted stars

It’s a pretty good life
Everything seem to be crashing in the sky

No more tears have vanished so quick
It go beyond reach
Another breaking sound

Where do she come so clearly
That it disappear so quick?

There is no way to be left down
It coming better that way
Tomorrow is maybe better than yesterday

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