Settling with the thought a of a Qui-Gon Jinn. May light follow Will and may light bend. Through the cracks and crevices, light will win. Pitch black in (our) heads we grow as grown men. Through we seek and find, we come back from the depths. May love fill our hearts, may we be laid to rest. Moving together, we are as (one). Debate amongst the stars, moving as fast as a bullet from a gun. Together again, she fills my soul, her name imprinted on my heart, we stay on the run. Our wish is to enlighten, in which those seek. The light as blinding as a bat that cannot see. For (me), I seek, forever ago, I write my agenda with a black ball point pen. Fighting for my chance to redeem myself from Sin. As I feel the touch of those bright Jinn, in which I'll call back to my caged pen. So now, I'm bright, bright as a (blinding) light, only to fall back, back out of sight.