in a box under my bed   I have kept them   safe from all the world   and every one   wished upon in some way   but that never works out      burning bright and burning out   disappear and then fall down   are they special or just broken   dying and moving on?      am I always wrong?   can you see it?   there's another one right there   and it's falling   'cause it's finished   being a star   can you feel it?   does it mean as much to you?   honestly      (am I that wrong?   is it me every time?   show me how to take this   as you go on and on)