Ideas Are Like Stars Lyrics - Carpenter Mary-chapin

Today Joseph is sitting alone, with occasional nods to the waitress 

She tops off his cup while she's snapping her gum, making her rounds on the lunch shift 

Counting out coins, he leaves them arranged, in neat lines and circles and arcs 

She just stares at the tip that spells out her name and ideas are like stars 

And yesterday pedaling down 4th Avenue, between the stalls and the bookshops 

The sepia tones of a lost afternoon cradled a curio storefront 

And inside the air was thick with the past, as the dust settled onto his heart 

And here for a moment is every place in the world and ideas are like stars 

They fall from the sky, they run round your head 

They litter your sleep as they beckon 

They'd teach you to fly without wires or thread 

They promise if only you'd let them 

For the language of longing never had words, so how did you speak from your heart 

Yet here is a box that swears it has heard that ideas are like stars