Odeon Star
Sitting on a cloud in a hazy sky
Never can seem to figure out why
Like Odeon, my memories play
All back to that one day
One thought, never secluded
Always intrusive
Controlling my mind
Helplessness sets
There is pain in those eyes
And I still ask why?
Why take things for granted?
I can’t see tomorrow
Why Why Why???
Can’t you see today?
As I sit and think of you
I know there is nothing I can do
But that movie plays on
You are the star
You are the one.
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