you are the sun and burn my flesh although the skin has no marks while I’m turning towards you. honestly, I prefer the moon better. we play poker all night and she laughs when I do something stupid. winter is coming. won’t see you too soon. maybe a few hours per day, few days per season. long season, they say on the news here. rest of the days I’m spending nearby the other astral that you hate. sure, you’ll be jealous as usual. when didn’t you. but the fucking gravity won’t let me leave the earth. I am trying every time to get to you but I can fly just too little. gravity, stay the hell away from me. just need to ask you why. tears are salted, tested them a few times till now. could preserve them in a jar and offer them as a gift when you celebrate something, cause you don’t seem have a birthday. how come you never met each other? you would get along though seem quite different. trust me, I know stars. the sentences don’t make any sense. you want me, i like the company of the moon and i’m stuck here. can’t raise to her level it seems. could be that this is a story. you asked for one. the song won a grammy, should raise to your expectations.
these are the kind of songs that u just broke up with your girl, and your goin to the bar and you just hear this song and you see people playing pool in the background. and then you ask bartender another one plz.
Try to fly more …