Sta.sh
Sleeping On The Moon,
There's Nothing I Can Do,
Cause Up Here It's Only Me,
Like The Sky Underneath I Feel So Blue.
I Watch The Stars Shoot By,
My Mouth No Longer Drops,
I've Seen Far Too Many,
They're Simply Endless Props.
My Leg Dangles From The Side,
I'm Drenched In My Thoughts,
I Cannot Escape Them,
They Come In Endless Lots.
I Move In My Dreams,
Feeling Cramped On This Tiny Moon,
I Dream Of Descending,
Descending On A Deflating Balloon.
Before I Know It I Wake Up,
Watching The Earth Get Closer And Closer,
I Should Be Scared Out Of My Mind,
It Bothers Me Greatly, The Poser.
I Come In Faster And On Fire,
I Do Not Mind Though,
I Take It As The Feeling,
The Feeling Of Letting Go.
Cause When I Land In The Ocean,
All I Feel Is Relief,
Cause Compared To Up There,
I Was Attacked By A Sneak Thief.
As I Float Down To The Bottom,
I Close My Eyes And Smile,
Because Compared To My Last Life,
This Feels All Worthwhile.
But I Soon Realized,
That I Can't Sleep Here,
My Pleasant Moon Bed,
Has Disappeared.
I Now Sit There Awake,
I Shouldn't Have Added On,
I Guess You Never Realize What You Have,
Until It's Long Gone...
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