Stars surround stars with death close by.
Each little star will surely die; amongst other things, so will we.
But we have the power of eternity.
Humans surround the world without guilt
Of ruining the land that he built.
Upon the grass that looks so green.
Are us and them, the world we see.
Below the grass that looks so green
Are things that none have ever dreamed.
So breathe and breathe before you lose hope.
You'll surely die and never know.
How life could be oh so, sacred.
In a world where everything's taken.