Shooting Star

No time for sun, no more for rain
No need to try, to start again

Here today, and yet so far
You are to me, you are to me a shooting star

Up to the sky, or down below
We cannot choose, but we all go

Here today, and yet so far
You are to me, you are to me a shooting star

So celebrate, a life so short
No victory, though battle fought

Here today, and yet so far
You are to me, you are to me a shooting star

A light so strong, no-one could see
And now your bones, feed the roots of your fruit tree

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