Thoughts fall down on a worried mind,
Much like a blanket in the baking sun.
Words drop short of the hill I climb,
Spoken from lips ready to call it done.
Sad eyes raise to a lonely sky,
Where nothing there has time to shine for me.
Had to learn to be my own light,
Just to burn up trying to set it free.
Supernova, burst out now.
Supernova, be my sound.
A dying day dies twice,
Like the fate I tried to beat:
Once in the compromise
And once in the defeat.
Supernova, numb the pain.
Supernova, never wane.
Fragile soul, blow apart
Like the hope I tried to be,
Sear it into the heart
That lacked the sight to see.
Light fills the cosmos completely
And there in it is what is left of me.
Ghosts gather in an empty sea
And lament on what they will never be.
Born a hero with none my own,
I will live, the martyr of my own soul.
If I am never to be known,
I will still shine and search on to be whole.
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