Can you leave
I ask tonight
You cascade the thousand seas
As the stars and the moon pull the war to a close
The gold is closer

Look down upon us
I choose my constellation
I choose your starlit dinner date
If crime doubles

Like a protest
True yet hidden
As everything falls to ****
A childhood trouble

Inspire us, to heal this mother's wounds
An ending is a **** truce
While Aaron sits down with
Dinner that is cold and a job that is tepid

The war ends with his services