It always seems more quiet in the dark
It always feels so stark
How silence grows under the moon
Constellations gone so soon..
I used to think that I was bold
I used to think love would be fun
Now all my stories have been told, except for one...

As the stars start to align, I hope you take it as a sign
That you will be okay
Everything will be okay
And if the seven rings collapse, although the day could be my last
You will be okay
When I'm gone, you'll be okay
And when creation comes to die, you can find me in the sky
Upon the lost day
And you will be okay