We were born as a rubber band
And for a while, the universe kept us together.
But as time moved, the rubberband began to get pulled.
Each pull, stretching the rubberband evermore.
So in opposite directions we went until the rubberband reached its end.
And it snapped us back together for one last dance.
But it was too late, for the band had aged and when it snapped us back, it broke,
Flinging us among the stars
To the Moon 