I'll find me a new way to make the sun shine through all of
The darkest nights filled only with moonlight and stars that were once bright
Projecting from the space particles and the meteorite voids
But this big black hole where feeling should mold well, can you make this whole
Sent me a galaxy I couldn't hold
Left here in my hands a constellation cold
I'll find me a new way to make the sun shine through all of
The darkest nights filled only with moonlight and stars that were once bright
Tracing the lines, the sky or the ceiling
Connect the dots to an answer revealing
Nothing at all
The skyline will fall so
Burn these stars out
Burn these stars out now