Does thy moon shine all the brighter?
And does it whisper, on my part, to thine own heart?
I am stepping on the broken glass stars
I extend myself to thee and my reach is slashed

Does thy moon shine all the brighter?
Mine dearest shatters me from the inside
Which wonders of this world shall I keep?
I am forbidden to collect and cherish them all

Does thy moon shine all the brighter?
Thou will ne'er be able to find me
(Once I leave)
Although, yes, thy moon shines brighter than mine own
Shadow is overtaking thy light
Come find me, but lose thyself.
I need not see thee once more.