Do stars?

Do stars have branches that reach into the night?
Do stars have battles, that they have to fight?
There's the stars that shine, who have no name,
There's the stars that shimmer, on the walk of fame.

Do they all live on a sheet of navy blue velvet,
Do they all look at the moon and wish for something they don't have?

The stars in the sky, on blue velvet or silk,
are free and beautiful,
they are like angels in stone, or marble in life.
Stars are guardians,
they congratulate and forgive,
forgive and forget.

Shimmering, glimmering, glowing stars,
like gems in infinite space,
like jewels in a screen of moving pictures.
Why do we want to be like stars?
Do stars want to be like us?

Do stars have branches that reach into the night?
Do stars have battles that they have to fight?
There's the stars that shine, who have no name,
There's the stars that shimmer, on the walk of fame.