You've got constellations hidden in your smile,
Show them to me...

What's the beauty of the setting sun?
The colours although the night has come...

Why are there never as many roses as thorns?
One flower...

Bring your hopes to me,
I will set them free...

[Watching]
As you nurse that flaw...

Logic cannot change the way,
These worlds dance with a dying sun...

Over the greying hills,
Leached of all their life...

Midnight swells , blackened,
Turgid...

Easily broken,
Easily ruined...

Bless the fallen child whose sin was cleansed
In the ashes between worlds...

He's just a man of ash and rust,
Hairline cracks all choked with dust...

The suns are closing in and
The stars have crossed our path...