Lletres: Blameshifters (The). Feast Before The Famine. Stardust.

Standing in the fog i feel like everything is wrong
but something keeps telling me i've got to go on
walking down the street i'm overcome by summer heat
the pale moon was silver and i had to rest my feet
it's all over me now

standing on the corner i began to feel much older
than the tail of a shooting star that's landing on me
it got in my clothes and my skin began to glow
my eyes never opened but somehow i know
it's all over me now