| There is a blackness riddled with starlight
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| So deep that distance flows on time, over time
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| Where the substance extends beyond sight
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| And silence seems to be wordless to rhyme
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| Silence seems so sad and wordless to rhyme
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| Indeed… sidereal space is not silent…
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| 'I feel my inner warm fade away… close to my heart please would you stay
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| Your tears won’t turn to ice, nor your eyes, I promise'
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| The voice of beating hearts of stardust we call quasars
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| There are black depths where rays will not gather
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| Cause infinite places are timeless, no time, no light
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| Yet time and light have to run together
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| An immense distance that seems to be measureless
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| The distance seems so sad and fleeting to time
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| Indeed… The darkest depths is not distant…
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| 'See my dear, I shine no more, I’ve lost my kiss and need yours'
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| 'And I’ll pass thru cosmic space to overwhelm the distance and caress your face'
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| The voice of beating hearts of stardust we call quasars
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| But some ends come fast
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| To let the universe accomplish secret aims
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| Some stars turn to black
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| Others to dust
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| Death is what life claims
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| 'We walked thru time hand-in-hand, our loving embrace has come to an end'
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| 'This is our last hour, I know but no one will ever part us, oh none!' |