X-The Weight of the Stars

I took photos along the journey, a photo of a girl on the bus, but
the film wasn't wound on, the camera was broke so all of the pictures
were lost. There was a photo of her face, she looked about 23, a photo
of her grey flannel dress that was cut just below her knee. The weight
of the stars made the night fall down, her hair made the whole town
swoon. My heart was led by her pale skinny legs to the mattress in her
room.


No matter what my friends say there's no rhyme or reason, I
know I did something wrong. Oh she had the wit, she had the knack, the
night didn't seem too long.


The freckles upon her back, the grey hairs amongst the black,
the quiver in her lips when she spoke far too quick, the lines upon her
hands. The weight of the stars made the night fall down, her hair made
the whole town swoo. My heart was led by her pale skinny legs to the
mattress in her room. No matter what my friends say there's no rhyme or
reason,
I know I did something wrong. Oh she had the wit, she had the
knack,
The night didn't seem too long.