Where in the world
Will the stars meet the seas?
The clouds meet the earth?
The moon meet the trees?
Where in the world
Do the stars shine bright?
All darkness gone
Nothing but light
If the clouds disappeared, gone from sight
The sun gone away, no matter what height
Low or above, left or to right
It’s all colour
No black and white
New things come, old things go
Forgotten and lost, they’ll never know
Truth less told, lies more deep
Answers unheard, thoughts turn to sleep
Born to die or born to be free?
We won’t live forever
Eyes are to see
The world before you
In the palm of your hand
Fall, get back up
Rise up and stand
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