Hush, the stars are speaking
It speaks of the universe, and the ever growing curiosity that it yields
Look, my love, and the stars are moving
It's swaying in every direction, in every origin
The people on the ground sometimes reach their hands up
They reach their hands up and try to catch the stars
In movements in betwixt fingers, the stars are caught in glimpses
We reach for it for the sake of having time to slow down,
For the lapse of moving forward to halt, even for just a second
'Cause who wouldn't die for a chance of getting time just to ripple for the time being?
Stars are the lanterns of our faith,
They always keep us reminded on what is beyond our Earth,
They are the unknown, and they are what we seek,
They will guide us into knowing that we have a purpose in this world,
Hush, the stars are speaking, listen for a moment
It speaks of a hidden meaning, waiting for the adventurers to hear them
Look, my love, a cosmic gash just slashed its way into the midnight sky
A shooting star just passed, did you feel time stop at last?
//k.u.
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