Found myself in a grey world

where no flower ever withers

and no fire ever dies

nights are no longer safe now

a fissure’s opened and widened

the soul of the reef below the sea

was only seen as it crumbled into pieces

I wanna say goodbye to someone separated last night

I don't wanna wait for sunrise

A thousand worlds in a thousand stars

Would there be one free of harm

If this is destined by fate as they say

is it better to go along with its way

(“We used to look up at the sky and wonder at our place in the stars, now we just look down and worry about our place in the dirt.”—INTERSTELLAR)