Dark Star

A dark star follows me tonight Filled with horror and delight She's come to make another son A brother for the other one, who's gone The black storm on the pillow there, Is the colour of her hair Held by some strange gravity are my dark star and me. A dark star follows you tonight, you're filled With horror and delight You've come to make another son, A brother for the other one I hold a picture of your face, in my memory in embrace With you I find I can't replace