Hush.

Starry, warm summer night
Stars dancing around, so bright.
A pretty girl with blond hair,
Legs gently floating over the edge.

She cries.

The city under her feet so hive, so alive.
But her heart, so cold - it just died.
She lays her eyes into the moon,
Looking for something loving and true.

She screams.

She is something so fragile, so sweet.
Her heart still was dropped to tears.
A song she sing, the warm she fights,
And now she fies, into the upper skies.

She isn't alive.