... when the moon starts to wane and the darkness awakes, see the curtain of the night falling down into my life. I'm sitting here like a silent bird. The birds up here don't sing no more. It's dark and cold out here in space. My fear begins to grow. Soon there's no tears to cry. I am fading out just like a star falling from the sky. I can't deny I am suffering. Oh, how I wish to scream and to wake up from this dream, no one can hear me ... I hope you will like it!