Dead stars This is where they all go to die The low, dim celestial overpass Relics, cast in the corners As shadows drift across the cold basement wall Fade lights I'm not coming back Sail on by Sleep forever The attic's cold And cold is the comfort received The black window, a frame to the night In this solitude, no one will find me Dancing on the edge of eternity Fade lights I'm never coming back Sail on by Sleep forever