Push away from the land you know
And set sail for paradise
Where nothing
Gets to you and people smile
Like everyday's Friday
The skies always baby blue
Unless its night
Where Mother Moon watches over you
The world is silent & pleasant
While fireflies
Flutter in the distance
And you can look in her eyes
And kiss her soul
Without drowning
In her so much
The thought of this land
Compels this empty vessel
Of a man
Who's head is on backward
And who's heart
Is fragile to touch