A piece of peace we pursue and chase,
to find a world where we have place.
Without rebellion, ruckus and race,
this world I hope, one day to embrace.

After a fall, a fight or a fright,
to be united is to bring light.
A world that’s beautiful, brilliant and bright,
is right in front of us, not yet out of sight.

These idealistic fantasies may be my pointless phantasies,
my naivety, my immaturity, I’m blinded by fallacies.
But still I try, even as I tire,
to bring hope, to bring light, to ignite a fire

We are separated by the oceans, connected by the seas,
connected like a cloth, ripped by the seams.
Connected by love, separated by hate,
and yet, do not fret, it is still not too late.

Because like the sun, we will always rise,
in the daring dawn, with the cerulean sky.
Because like the moon, we control the tides,
in the darkening dusk, creating ties that bind.