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