Pretend Those Luminous Noises Are God
When you look up the sky was over so long
Temporarily suspended all the time
Having look up I was convicted with the sound
Of the shadows taking cover in the night
And the lines when you look back are so long
There was obviously effort in the past
You were so close that I took comfort in the sound
In the air of places that we hadn't found
Oh honey we're sinning!
We forget, we forget, we forget
So long, slowly
When we draw out our suspicions of the past
When we realize that we surely couldn't last
On an impulse, a reaction, of our ideas on the future
So long
Got away
From everything
Relating to
A possible life
