Jay-Kay259

When light has faded amongst black skies you'll find where only we can hide The ink black void projection of god and blinding are the stars, where nothing can breathe and none can stand where we are king and ruler of man as we ascend to the heavens where none can reach a shot to the stars and a breach in our skies we share an experience none may know for we are but few in our universe, amongst the stars we are called brothers but among earth we are called by one name Cosmonaughts

An orchestra sounds throughout the town An orchestra of sadness and doubt The brass is weak and the conductor is crying While the heartstrings drag your soul down And the timpani players weep A soft sound saunters the walls and bounces In a fit of broken sorrows A funeral of hope and buried treasures Long ago forgotten sweep the air As the pianist skips the sheets The violinists glide their bows along And the harpists pick their strings While the flute ensemble plays there fugue And the organ slowly breathes its lungs And fuels the orchestra of sadness