Nova

You say that this light is dimming
That we’re going dark
But you’re wrong
For this light is still on

It’s shining, brighter than ever
It’s just hard to see
Amidst a sea of stars
In fact, it’s burning

Burning itself up
Well, maybe you’re right
It’s a ball of fire after all
And fires need fuel

When fuel runs out
This spark, this torch
Will be going dark
But that’s normal for a nova