Across the lands of what once was home,
over the seas and through spans of time
I did roam.
I searched and searched both far and wide,
with neither a hint of direction nor guess of a clue,
I was lost in the wild with out guide,
not knowing what to do.

So across the skies I flew,
and over rolling hills so plain,
I came across a little hiding place,
where my wandering thoughts did entertain.

I came upon a camp,
with creatures scattering this way and that,
to find such a hidden wonder,
on a land so plain and flat.

My friends, my family, my comrades in arms did they all,
arranged themselves into rank and file
at the mention of the call.

There they are.
There they stand
so proud and tall
I remember them now
I remember them all.

Their lives all well lived
some more than others they might say
but I remember them still
who they are to this day.

Brighter than stars
they shined in this world
brighter than stars
did their lives unfurled.

They twinkled so brightly
be it day or nightly.
Playful and carefree
that was how it used to be.

They were...
when it was.
But no longer are they.
the world isn't as it used to be.
We knew there had to come a day.

Reality took hold
and reared its ugly head.
One by one
Death came by and choked out their lives
and the stars I used to look up in wonder...
are all dead.

Now by the flicker of a candle
they all hold in mourning
in these ancient halls
and faded painted walls
are memories in want of restoring.

Brighter than stars
they used to be
brighter than stars
they shined so brightly.