Old songs by the boy that was not there

 so they said, this is was could it been but was not in terms of cronology

yet he sat down and thus spoke, in the silver lines of stardust

not and when was and it will be, cause not came since the last

and then everything crumble

Wishes

I just walk
plain and square
nothing special
at cementery
And I wish
and I wished
It’s there something
Thus the time is limited
I’m not accomplishing
anything anyway,
am I?
It widen the gap
I see it
And I wish
and we wished
For a fallen star…