Starchild

Starchild

We are the unchosen

The shadows lingering in the dark

Somewhere there is a light, a solemn place where you are accepted

We are accepted for who we are

Starchild, blaze

Boom into the moonlit night

You have to be chosen to get into the Olympics,

Well I’d rather be creative, Starchild, bright face

I don’t want to win

I want to inspire people

Unchosen, but chosen by God

To light up the night

Fly homeward, Starchild

We wander in the dark

Lights are far away

Where is the hope He promised?

Where is the love my soul yearns for?

Starchild, be

The gymnast you are

No need to compete, let it be a show

Do it for joy; don’t try to be the best

The ones who aren’t chosen

Are the ones who aren’t corrupted

They’ll pick her first,

But God wants us to be champions.