She's walking into a forest
With a green nightgown

Looking for answers
under the small moon

Orion's belt
on top
of the roof

I got no time
for the trouble in my eyes

I'm looking behind
I can't change
there's no end
to this pain
it'll bloom in the winter
wash away with spring's fears

I stayed up all night
the morning sky looked like a dream

If dreams feel so real
why does my reality wake up to a daze