Arthur was just one of many,
His tale was not so extraordinary,
But his soul sparked something in all the dead,
It was something that he'd said,
About the sun,
The ghosts once stood alone,
Single souls fighting to stay awake in the tiresome world,
But something about the boys story,
Brought them a sense of glory,
That being dead isn't simply a full stop,
But a chance to start again,
So as the mist engulfed the night,
A particular star seemed to shine so bright.
