These cryptic messages
Sending through everything
Shooting to the stars
Going in an out of a last memory
Looking through
This looking glass
You find the one
Find the guidance
Nothing else goes through

Love from the soul
Look in the heart
Our minds a mess
We all fall just to stand
We get knocked around
Yet we see these spirits
Looking into the eyes
Next thing you know
Is last in the stars
We are written in the moon

The man that looks from the moon
To say guide each other's
But don't give up
The hearts wont break
Spike it through
Take a bow shoot the arrow
Ill guide right
Ill help from the distance
© midnight