I want to let the moon melt away my worries
Like it's a big pill and the sky is my mouth
Just because it's there, hypnotizing
And I know what it is

Actually,

I'd like to go there
Live on the far side
I'd take a summer vacation to watch all of you
But always I'd go back to my secret cave
On the far side of the moon.

Because the moon doesn't melt,
It just stubbornly hangs there,
Leaving my worries untouched
Never rescuing me from a sick mind or a lazy eye.

I'd like to drag my big bag of those things off,
Let the rot set them to sleep
Because I think my heart is weak
Because I think my heart is weak.