To some, when a sun sets, it is the end,
There are no more things to fix, nor relationships to mend.
But to me, the sun only sleeps, it does not die,
It survives to meet the next day and rises high.

Your sun doesn't end, not unless you force it to,
It'll continue glowing each day no matter what in life you do.
That is good, people seem to lack hope these days;
In a heap of despair, mangled and broken, our hearts lay.

Reassemble yours, and help me to build mine.
I'll return the favor and safeguard yours for all time.
We all need to come together to help fix each other,
That is the key to understanding one another.

The inhabitants of this world are broken, fractured, I'd say,
And I believe that it has always been that way.
But we can try to advance to our best versions,
Stay focused throughout all of life's diversions.