Two brightly lit ***** of stars
Glowing into my own eyes
The smoke of passing cars
Rises into the night skies

The orbs return, and I pause
It’s nice to feel it’s presence again
I reflect on the feeling it could cause
Strips me of my worries and all my sin

Don’t make me think of how I’ve lost
Now I am saving this for another dream
Light returns, and I wonder about the cost
Maybe That’s how things are meant to seem