Knitted Stars
Daniel Holloway plays guitar, so I figured at one point or other he's written a song or two. This one he wrote about his best friend Maxwell, with whom he crushes on but knows he'll never be with.
The stars are twinkling in his eyes Moving like the river Nile Chest rises and falls with the tides like flint and tinder burning me with desire
can't take my eyes away no the way he speaks is hypnotism when he moves it's captivating the sight the sight is breathtaking, ah the sight is breathtaking
no, he doesn't conform to normalities his ideas are pure and unfettered his soul is bright like the stars knitted on his socks that unique way he lives his life, oh
when those eyes look in my direction he infects me with his affection
can't take my eyes away no the way he speaks is hypnotism when he moves it's captivating the sight the sight is breathtaking, ah the sight is breathtaking
don't tell me I'm possessed can't tell me I'm repressed the moon can go to hell cuz I've been abducted by the stars yes, my heart has been abducted by his stars