We were the shining suns.

And the stars in the universe with no end.

Once, the moon was ours to admire.

We were the whole galaxy.

And we burned to ashes.

So now, i pray for us to shine again.

In a different world.

As different people.

With new reasons.

I look up in the sky to search for answers.

And I can't help to beg for my survival.

But I know, I'll make it.

In another world, i can breathe without you.