He prays to the nightfall as his ravenous beauty dances with the stars,

No words are uttered,

Unison beyond human communications,

Something that you and me can't see,

A shooting star illuminates the sky,

They grasp each other tight,

But their minds grip each other tighter



Wake to the smell of a thousand burning stars,

'Cause in you and me we falter with fake wars,

But in them you notice, hundred reasons to follow through,

Unruly laughter and reasonless happiness,

The way to live and be, you and I, need to know to unite,

On this night, and many more to come.