How's It Going to End?

Daphne Loves Derby
Lights in the sky, colorless bulbs burning bright.
I'll try to find the best star that heavens provide.
Oh, what a sight it would be if the skies were replaced with flying machines.
We'd breathe gasoline and speak from our tongues not our hearts.
Don't close your eyes.
You might miss a shooting star.
Oh, don't you know?
If you fall asleep you'll lose everything that means anything to you.
So don't you dare forget.
We gave our lives to learn how to fly on our own.
But our wings only work when we are completely alone.
Don't close your eyes.
You might miss a shooting star.
Oh, don't you know?
If you fall asleep you'll lose everything that means anything to you.
So don't you dare forget.
I spread my wings and flew over a blurring sea.
The sun kissed the moon and the sky fell into the deep.
I fell asleep, I felt myself sink and crash into the sea.
And all I could do was sleep for now.
Sleep for now.