pictures

Im out here gently drifting
We get so lost in the past
Letting go of the future
Knowing yesterday wont last
So Ill cut the cable
The time is now weve made it safe so far
Escape into the light of the Moon
And the shooting stars
To where you are
The clock hands stall their ticking
Maybe the Universe is numb
Venus shining clear and pleasant
Among the mothers many Suns
So Ill make up stories
To put the darkness in disguise
Escape into the light of the Moon
And the shooting stars
To where you are
So Ill paint the picture
Watch the colours, as they slowly dry
Escape into the light of the Moon
And the shooting stars
To where you are