The moon is alive because of the darkness - how could we ever be afraid of something that gives the stars a home?

And all the stars in the deep blue sky are the tears of the moon; the ones he cried while dreaming about the sun.

And the darkness felt suddenly like home again.Like a familiar place in the shadowswhere we used to meet.

Somewhere between the starsthere is a place for you and me; Where the moon kisses the horizon and the darkness fades away.

We have to embrace our darkest thoughts to become light again.

My love is like a lonely lightwandering through the darknesssearching for a home.