Champagne Supernova

How many special people change?
How many lives are living strange?
Slowly walking down the hall,
Faster than a cannonball.

Someday you will find me,
Caught beneath the landslide.
In a champagne supernova in the sky.

Wake up the dawn and ask her why.
A dreamer dreams she never dies.
Wipe that tear away now from your eye...