tapdancing the horizon in silhouettes
the cold turns to warmth and the dew is alive
and the birds lay their eggs on the balcony
sun, it rises- sun, it sets
the moon- it lied, the stars- they wept
galaxies collide and the strings theorize
as if the end would now come to us peacefully
so the moon, oh it lied,
and my eyes are peeled wide,
and the bright end of time, it is glistening
no it's dark and it's bare,
and if anyone's there,
I just want to make sure someone's listening
sun, it rises- sun, it sets
i danced all along with a silhouette
all the love, yes it died, but at least one survived
and the other, he jumped off the balcony
and the stars still collide
and the queen's canonized
and the love that you wrote was a myth,
but the words from inside,
spell out in the sky,
"there's just someone that i'd rather be with"
