Shining with little people, that destroy, little people that love.
I don’t know if you could destroy me
Or maybe you already have,
But I’ve carved into my own planets, symbols to communicate
How much your gravity affects my solar system.
That a collision of such forces could be for the greater good.
But you’re passing by, like a torrid comet.
The planets spin on, with or without me.
Sometimes it’s unbearable to think that.