Thea Hopkins: Music

• MP3 play whole song, hi-fi (broadband)

Your lips are like two line of filament copper fire
Underneath these rows & rows of stars
the air crackles tonight with words unsaid and moonlight
underneath these rows & rows of stars

before my eyes
before my eyes
before my eyes

lightning strikes and then it shakes
the foundation then you wake
underneath these rows & rows of stars
if every word you said was worth fifty cents
i'd have enough to pay my rent
underneath these rows rows of stars

before my eyes
before my eyes
before my eyes

empty bottles sing tonight
to old loves and midnights
underneath these rows & rows
of stars, stars, stars