when you look up at the sky count the stars
count how many of you there are.
when days of rain turn nights to pain
the stars will show
As to call your name
they shine brightest when you step out
to see you overcoming your doubts
they love you more than words imply
and there's just as many of them in the sky
despite their coming, thee inevitable end
The star will never cease to spin
their purpose? just as complacent
than mine and your's Adjacent
they spin. Still, a star will spin
the fire continues to grow within
inside out it'll grow again
inside out it'll brighten and dim
inside out the sun's our kin
all that gaze at the giant afar
should immediately know the power they are
when you look up at the sky count the stars
count how many of you there are.
then take that energy to the world.