Okay

 It really doesn't have to end this way
Okay?
In a world where darkness has too much sway
We afraid
To lose the little pieces of light
So we hang on tight
To cry alone and be alone forever at night
So we hang on tight
We fight for our lives
For our lights
For survival in these darkened nights
But when the world was at it's darkest
I looked up to the stars
When I felt myself surrounded
By my demons
I looked up through the skies
I looked up far
And I saw the starlight
And it kept me alive
I saw the light at the end of the tunnel
So believe like I did
We will be alright
We'll finally be okay
You don't have to bleed
For the others again
You should pray
You should have faith
Like I did
Have faith in yourselves
One day, one night, one evening
You'll find out you were worth it
One day, one nigh, one evening
You'll be learning
The truth that they've kept from you
The knowledge that you will consume
Like nothing else was true
The whole world around you
Collapsing
Your mind finally
Relaxing
And in the darkness in the bloom
Of the reborn entity
In the flowers of the doom
Achieving equity
You come to realize
The darkness is all inside
The world surrounding you is beautiful
The world that you live in is damned
So you better leave it one day
Look up at the starlight
Look up at the greatest star
The sun that lights us from a far
The diamonds in the sky
The diamonds in your eyes
They were put out at some stage
And I know we've all been afraid
It's like we stopped dreaming somehow
It's like we stopped dreaming someway
But hey, everything will be okay
We together will beat the odds
And live to see another day
Tell the stories
Tell them great
Know the worries and the sorrow
Of each place
That we have been
That we approached
Know the kind of hurry and the hollowness
Of the people we've loved
The ones who gave us their reproach
But hey, everything will be okay
Let us float up together
Let me be by your side
Let us dance away the weather
And let us dream again tonight
Because everything will be okay
Everything will be just okay

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