As we sit on distant shores,
And dream of what may come,
The world it turns and as they burn,
The horizon is dotted with open doors.
For in the rush of a day,
The chaos of a week,
We breath, we live, we laugh,
And we get lost before our feet
Yet no matter how far we’ve come
Or the distanced we’ve yet traveled
It’s in the stars above our heads our thoughts become unraveled
So turn away from the blinding light
To the stars and look no further,
It’s in the darkness we find ourselves with the stars that last forever.