Shining bright in the sky
Illuminating the world
Catching the eye
Out there in the dark
Burning hot in the night
Smoking over the land
A mystical sight
Out there in the dark
The truth we can’t see
Burning or shining?
Imprisoned or free?
Out there in the dark
Too far away
We can’t decipher the night
So we sleep through to day
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