The stars are blinking tonight
It may seem beautiful to some
But I feel so scared for them
Burning bright, that pulsing light
Could go out at any point
If I could, I'd bottle up the brightness
And keep it longer than I should
But bottling a fire will just extinguish the flame
So am I risking everything I have for just a little taste of fame?
I look up into the sky again and the lights seem so much dimmer
Out of all the stars that are still left,
I don't see any of them that shimmer
Were they already gone the first time I looked at one?
And was it just a matter of time,
Or can all of us find our rhyme or reason?
A once shining bright light can go out at any point
But watching how they shake and suffer,
Letting them go on feels like a crime
How do we live with ourselves when we'll probably all go to Hell?
And we know our loved ones are just waiting there?
What did they believe in, do you even care?
What is God like, is he fair?
What does fair mean, are we aware?
Are we just savoring this life of sin
That we know we've been living in?
Because we know that when we all die,
We won't be up where angels fly
So we bottle up the way our lives are now
We try to keep that flame bright, safe, and sound.
But bottling a fire will just extinguish the flame
So am I risking everything I have for just a little taste of fame?
I look up into the sky again and the lights seem so much dimmer
Out of all the stars that are still left,
I don't see any of them that shimmer
The stars are blinking tonight
It may seem beautiful to some
But I feel so scared for them