We're meant to fly.
To soar above the wisps of smoky clouds,
Above the purple sky that we've created.

We'll watch the destruction,
From such great heights,
And we'll never come down.

Together, hand in hand,
We'll watch the stars fall down,
As they drown the earth in light.

We'll escape our fate,
Which was written in those stars,
As they try to take us down.