They say, we mankind, came from stars,
so many, many years ago
the dust that formed our hearts and souls
perhaps no more than mirrors brought?

We stand the ground, we watch the sky,
the twinkling eyes that once was home
and maybe still, the light that fill
the skies are nothing but our souls?

That, we, though stars, reflections be,
our earthly life a mirror tall
and through the time we've traveled on
believing we are really small

We still look down, from heaven high
though years and years have now gone by
our gazes cross the empty nights
forgotten we are living lights

thus waging wars, thus causing woe,
as if of light we never knew
forgotten in a darkened heart
we longing stars, set drift apart

© Joakim Johansson