Analysis of Someday the Stars

It’s dark where I live, and it’s very cold too.

Here the seas are green, the grass is blue,

And silence is the loudest noise you can make.

And not a single soul can whisper

Nor could a heart so much as prosper

Thus, it’s just the lonely roads I take.

I am naught but a ghost of something I was,

I am naught but the echo of screams.

I am but a prisoner to my own words,

I am naught but a shatter of dreams

So, it’s through the lonely roads I walk.

Somedays the stars shine with warmth and light,

When I’m all alone and cold at night

Somedays the stars sing my praise

But most days they’re a distant haze

So I fly through the lonely skies, like a hawk.

For surely I don’t need the light,

If all I could want is there at night

Surely I don’t need

Lullabies to sing me to sleep

For the silence, it reaches so deep

Enough for me to breathe

As it cuts through me and leaves me to bleed.

I need only the lonely, incessant rains

I’m fighting a devil who takes on many forms.

The devil is me –

But I refuse to have another soul perish in my storms

I’m caught up in my own hurricanes

And so, I choose to sail through the lonely seas

Amidst the chilling and salty breeze

Here I will die and here I will wake.

Where the waves are a tall and menacing being

With a mind of its own, it stops me from fleeing

How cruel is it that I’ve naught but the lonely paths to take?