Thy Paintbrush to Abstracting Images

The sky will soon fall down

But two galaxies still exist.

I spin around, you spin around,

Then we both become dizzy

Can you reach up in the sky

And grab me a star?

Behind the black sky at night,

I hear music, playing lyrics roll right by me,

I caught them with my voice.

Twinkle, Twinkle,

Sorry, I can't be nobody's shinning star.

Two different worlds of harmony,

Still the galaxy keeps calling on me.

I pretend I am a ballerina,

Tiptoeing around the galaxy,

Distant humming, I keep hearing music ahead of me,

Someone playing a keyboard.

Harmonizing at the same time,

Music surrounds my ears,

The galaxies still exist, spinning for years,

The sky will fall down someday,

Sailing on into the darkness of light,

Lyrics become more apparent to me.