The light illuminates us within
Gleaming through that translucent pride
Creating an obscure spectrum that we’re in
We are all fragile inside
Waiting for the day we die

We evade at what’s real
And fallen into the dusk
We realized it’s wrong to feel
But we still believe in trust

We crave for that night
When the Moon shines as bright as the Sun
Where Shooting Stars falling everywhere in sight
Where the Milky Way pours to the ground
Where Northern Lights stays until the sunrise

We try to find what was lost
Only to be remembered by what’s present
We can’t forget yesterday’s remorse
Only to find out that it’s *permanent.