| We, are one of the same | |
| Our stories untold | |
| Running, waiting | |
| For the skyfire to fall | |
| Our minds and our cries | |
| Share the pain | |
| For we are nowhere at all | |
| But seek | |
| A painting of the sun | |
| Hold it bravely | |
| And it will soon become | |
| Casimir | |
| In the dark | |
| And then | |
| The skyfire | |
| Will fall apart |