Black Star

The hills are on fire now it is raining ash
The cremated remains of the might-have-been
Ashes to ashes as panoramas crash
Like the stock market does every now and then
In the biggest magic circle you have seen
Down here in town the air is brown and the sky
Looks like hell which makes me never want to die

Burn to turn to burn to learn
Purify my heart by fire
Burn away my dross and bring
Out my gold by suffering
Purify my heart's desire
Burn to learn to burn to turn
Purify my heart by fire

It sprang up in Black Star Canyon where I spent
So many magic nights indeed the whole of
My adolescence with amorous intent
And there I learned well the gentle art of love
Black Star Canyon is pleasure and never pain
No houses are burning just nature turning
It all burns black but then it all grows back again

Burn to learn to burn to turn
Purify my heart by fire
Burn away my dross and bring
Out my gold by suffering
Purify my heart's desire
Burn to turn to burn to learn
Purify my heart by fire

Tonight the winds will howl the flames will rise
Burning turning learning turning burning
As Black Star Canyon magic fills the skies

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI

you'll have to tell me more about Black Star Canyon soon... really.. you must have had alot of inspiring experiences

It would've also been wonderful to have you paint a scene of you within there when you were younger... and then have the fire come up with your thoughts of loss and longing

When you come to me here, I will take you there, to Black Star Canyon; it is like The Magic Theater in Hesse's Steppenwolf. You will enjoy it, and we will be happy there. We will have a riotous good time, as you already know.

I love you,

+Stevie