Birth. Death. War. Peace. Attention! At ease. Love. Hate. Alone. Together. Stay silent. Survive the weather. Forever the treasure of life Exists alongside the strife Like a knife with two sides We are all just born to die. Try and fly despite what you heard Hiding our burns is the concern Trying to unlearn what we learned And it all happens as the world turns. Urns and empty words is all that remains In the end the rain won’t stop the pain A refrain is a dream as we hold our scars The entirety of life happens under the stars