There were always something beautiful
In those tiny specks of light
That glitters like diamonds in the night
They were named lucky stars;
We thank them
When events go in our favour

As they streak down this grand black canvass
Leaving a line of fire in their wake
We wish upon them so fervently
But I could never wish my destiny on these dazzling lights

The stars we see are so beautiful
But they are light years away
So far our of our reach
So much out of our control
We wish our fates on this twinkling gems
What a tradgedy it is that they are dying
And so are our hopes.

The splendor we see with our dazed eyes
Is only a facade that we wish to see

Stars
They are just dying suns.