march to march
the light and the sun above
us are in the same position
but we’re different
the atmosphere keeps us here
a sphere of safety
given unconditionally
where all the things can be
and listen to the beat, it seems to be
holding me down, i don’t want to
fly away, but i feel that way
even with my atmosphere
they say i shouldn’t interfere
but i’m floating away, farther each
day to a place I don’t know and don’t
want to go, take my hand be my beat
keep me safe but let me go
keep me with you, i won’t forget you