As the world’s glittery glamour begins to dim,
Smaller points of light are seen.
Not gleams of neon pixels shamelessly dancing before our eyes,
But beams so pure and pretty,
They catch us by surprise.
As the world’s glittery glamour begins to dim,
Smaller points of light are seen.
Not gleams of neon pixels shamelessly dancing before our eyes,
But beams so pure and pretty,
They catch us by surprise.