You say that nothing here has changed Fly away You say that nothing here is strange
I, the vessel of your comfort
Look at the flower, look at the flower, for the first time look at the flowers
Those blue hours, that blue shift
Can we lose our emotions and still live well?
Do you fear the Way you steer me Towards the ground?
watching you for free I remember to love you
to sink to darker measures
Well I was raised to the moon Just to hold a gaze with you
Took a trip and called down the phone I’d answer but I’m gone