segunda-feira, março 23, 2009

...tell me...



Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair,
She acts like summer and walks like rain


Reminds me that there’s time to change,
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June,

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the milky way


And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there


Train, Drops of Jupiter

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