A Different Kind Of Bright

We stand under the stars on a moonless night
Wishing for our stories a brand new start
But the stars burnt out a thousand years ago
Torching with them our wishes before we had a chance to know

All the pointless worries and useless regrets
Lead up to inevitable ends of tales long sealed by fate

We will seek the thrill of the rollercoasters but all we will get is the deafening howl of moving trains
We will long for the glamour of the neon signs but will lose sight chasing flashing lights

But if the cosmic decides to be kind
Maybe one day we will truly hold what we treasure the most
And the sky will start to glow a different kind of bright