THE GIRL WHO COLLECTS FALLEN STARS – DAVID VESTURE
She walks when the night is breathing
Bare feet over silver ground
With a lantern made of moonlight
She can hear the smallest sound
Every wish that’s cracked or broken
Every dream that slipped too far
She kneels down in the darkness
For another fallen star
She’s the girl who collects fallen stars
Holds their trembling in her hands
Takes the pieces of the light we lose
And gives them one more chance
Though the world may never see her
Still she mends what once was ours
In the quiet of the midnight
She returns the fallen stars
Some are filled with old forgiveness
Some are soaked in silent tears
Some remember words unspoken
That were carried through the years
She hums a tune of gentle healing
Soft as wind through cedar trees
And the stars pulse while she’s singing
Like they’re learning how to breathe
She’s the girl who collects fallen stars
Holds their trembling in her hands
Takes the pieces of the light we lose
And gives them one more chance
Though the world may never see her
Still she mends what once was ours
In the quiet of the midnight
She returns the fallen stars
Maybe once she lost her own light
Maybe no one helped it shine
Maybe kindness grows the brightest
From a hurt we leave behind
But she offers up her courage
To the sky that never sleeps
So the ones who gave up wishing
Still have something they can keep
She’s the girl who collects fallen stars
And she lifts them to the night
All the scattered hopes of strangers
Joining constellations bright
If you think you’ve lost your meaning
If you feel you’ve slipped too far
Know that somewhere in the darkness
She is carrying your star
And the sky glows just a little
Where her footprints softly are
She will walk until the sunrise
Still collecting fallen stars
ON ITUNES & SPOTIFY