I saw the stars
Falling from broken jars
Our shattered dreams
Are lost in the dark
We're burning out
Out, out
Like dying sparks
We're crashing down
Down, down
In this empty town
I think I saw a shooting star
In the dark we were torn apart
We were wishing on a broken spark
I saw the stars
I think we're all just existing
But what if we've just been dreaming this whole time?
Or just living under someone else's control
Someone of a higher power
It's like we're puppets
I mean is this even real?