Creative Venture: Starfish

[Beta]
Every wave in the darkness rising
Bringing with them mysteries hiding
In the repetitions in the back of my memories
Breaking likes the waves from the sea

There is only so tall that I could be
Fingers reaching for the sky’s infinity
Looking at the footprints without beginning or end
Among the starfishes stranded in the sand

How many would be there leaving without a trace?
How much do we know in the familiar faces?
How old would I be before I could understand
The patterns of the starfishes stranded in the sand?

The leaves are falling from the trees in a golden rain
The places are long gone but the feelings remain
Like the stillness in the afternoon, the words never said,
The nighttime stars and the satellites when their paths met.

Though we try so hard only so much can be done
Like a drop in the ocean that can never be found
But on top of the imperfections is where we stand
Looking at the starfish stranded in the sand.

How many would be there leaving without a trace?
How much do we know in the familiar faces?
How old would I be before I could understand
The patterns of the starfishes stranded in the sand?

And when the dawn breaks clear
Over the horizon, I’ll be there;
The waves breaking around my feet,
Throwing the starfish back into the sea.


[Wish I were intrumentally-talented so I can pound out the notes on a piano...or at least have a less squeaky-voice when I try to sing. Reference to both Lucy and Kate's previous journal entries as well as the "Starfish Story". Feel vaguely guilty for writing this instead of my essay, but what done is done, I suppose...it was a nice break, at least.]