As I blanket myself on a starry night,
The moon is shining bright.
While darkness outside barks the night,
I dream with beaming light.
For I paint the planets and kiss the moon,
I am obsessed with the sky.
But oblivion sets around me,
As if flames were sparkling by.
Rain poured heavy and the wind was strong,
A passion once glowed was burnt.
In search of the spark that ignited my mind,
Just drifted a fiery soul.