Good Luck - Stars Were Exploding
The stars were exploding, one by one they flicker and they fall into Lake Griffy - you counted them all. Seven times he called your name, then ten more and the sky shut it self off. In the darkness we wondered: Will that be enough? Will that be enough?
You dove down to the bottom. The very bottom where all things go to die. Everyone wanted to hold him, wanted to feel alive. So we gathered up the broken stars, lit a spark, put them back up in the sky. If you can wish on their falling, imagine what you can do bringing them back to life.