I look up at the sky each night
And see the stars, so proud and bright
As fine as diamonds, white as snow.
And as I marvel at their sight,
I wonder what's behind their light
Past the stars, beyond their glow.
But as I look up every night
I realise that, try as we might,
We'll never know,
We'll never know.
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