Sometimes losing yourself seems like the key

Floating throughout space like you’re living in a dream

It seems like a way to block out the pain

But on earth, it still rains

It’s better to feel the water on your cheeks

Than sit forever with the suns silent heat

After the rain shower there comes spring

With baby bunnies and blossoming things

Meadows of birds singing their songs

That you can’t hear floating on a path long

Don’t let yourself float away to the moon

Or you will miss the flowers underneath that bloom