I see stars burning to dust,
they sigh and crumble,
leaving their mark; an empty husk

Be embraced by their light,
dying and therefor loving,
A fruit which has turned beautifully ripe

The sky is full of love,
I see it falling,
its strings have been cut
my heart is thawing

Come stars and sky, rest in my arms
you shall find peace,
together, free from all harm