How far will our hands reach? Through stars, through secrets we seek, Building towers in the night, Chasing shadows, chasing light. Will we rise, will we fall? Touch the heavens, hear the call— A world at peace, a world in bloom, Love’s whisper in every room. Every spark we ignite, Feels like we’re closer to divine light. But can we wear the crown of flame, Without forgetting from where we came? Will we rise, will we fall? Touch the heavens, hear the call— A world at peace, a world in bloom, Love’s whisper in every room. Is it the stars, or is it fate? Will we find the love we create? A universe we hope to find, But first, the truth within our minds. If we reach a godly plane, Will we remember every name? In peace, in love, will we remain, Or lose it all to endless gain?