One day I will burn too bright and the world will see
I will represent the small stars of the shining city

But please always remember that I have the habit of collapsing
At night time, I will hide for a while and shed the tears that felt like eternity

But don't even think about me because I want you to know the reality
Sometimes the sun also loses and stop shining like how it used to be

And everyone will fear the fact that they will lose their liberty
And theories will be molded and everything will collide in a blink of an eye

But don't worry though because after all,
Collision is always needed to create another galaxy