I stare at the city at night, all lit up like it's ready to be taken out dancing.
I see all those twinkling lights and I can't help but think that each one is like a person.
One day the light will go out and before night falls it will have been replaced, not disturbing anyone.
~The world continues to spin ignorantly~
One day the light goes out, and a new one will be there to replace it.
One will live in it's house, another will drive it's car, another will wear it's clothes, and yet another will take it's job.