People wonder, people talk,
Oh how we walk,
How did we ever get this far round,
Without our feet touching the ground?
It's a talent to stay young and shy,
Without getting high,
You shine like a star,
You know who you are.
Two strangers in the bright lights,
I hope you don't mind the sight,
Listen to my tune,
We can share my moon.
I'm always restless,
Often breathless,
Every mountain I climb takes me further away,
All the common lifetime, every day.
Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 4:47 PM UTC
People wonder, people talk,
Oh how we walk,
How did we ever get this far round,
Without our feet touching the ground?
It's a talent to stay young and shy,
Without getting high,
You shine like a star,
You know who you are.
Two strangers in the bright lights,
I hope you don't mind the sight,
Listen to my tune,
We can share my moon.
I'm always restless,
Often breathless,
Every mountain I climb takes me further away,
All the common lifetime, every day.
No, we can't help it. Inspired by Restless by Cold War Kids and I Wish I Knew You by The Revivalists.
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