Pens on paper
Notes crinkled on the ground
I say funny
How we feel lonely
In other people's worlds
Wondering what to
Do about that
Let's escape to our
Universe made of clouds
Persian blue and peach
And the rain is the beat so when the
Stars fall from the sky
And the tides broken up with the moon
When the suns far from our eyes
And the valleys are consumed
Hold on tight
Hold on to our universe
Sanctuary
From a scary
Things that drag us down
I think we have many
One best imaginary
Of this town
Hold on, dear
Hold on, love
Hold on to
The one thing that meant
Life worth the living
Living worth our lives
Let devices corrode
What we desperately hold
For you and I know
That we have the code
To what makes this all real (Universe made of clouds)
To what makes life so real (Persian blue and peach)
Let's strike us a deal (And the rain is the beat so when the)
That no one can steal (Stars fall from the sky)
(And the tides broken with them)
(When the suns far from our eyes)
(And the valleys are consumed)
If the world were ending, love
And you were next to me
The last breath I'd take would be
Of relief
