The sky is dark
The light of stars is so damn stark.
When I look up I fill with fear.
If all we have is what lies here
This troubled world this lonely place
cold as stars and empty space.
Well I feel no reason to persavere
No reason to laugh or shed a tear
No reason to sleep or ever to wake
No promises to keep or none to make
And so at night I still raise my
eyes to study clear but mysterious sky
That arch above us is cold as stone.
Are you there god?
Are we alone.
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