I was once a star, shining bright. You pulled me out of the sky, stole all my light, Why? Why?
I was once a boat, sailing off to sea. You dragged me back to the shore, changing my course, Why? Why me?
And I don’t know where I’m going. But when I get there I can say that I have been the kindest me, that I can be. Can you say the same?
I was once a tree, rising from the ground. Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall, I still grew tall till you cut me down. Are you really happy now?
And I don’t know where I’m going. But when I get there I can say that I have been the kindest me, that I can be. Can you say the same? Now I’m a shooting star. Can’t catch me. Tried to pull me out of the sky, steal all my light but look: it’s not dimming.
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