These are the things I can’t tell you. I wish I inspired you. You inspire me. It’s hard for me to say goodbye to you because I could talk to you forever. I can't tell you which song is about which girl. Who’s the better muse? Who’s the one that matters the most? Who’s the one I'll detest 'till the end.
And taken by light in her arms at long and dear last
I may without fail
Suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars.