oh, man! oh, man! oh, man! what is so special about moon? just a brightly-shines-gray-round when night falls. just a place where there is a set of reflected staring eyes of the giving up, hopeful, and the wanderer ones.
oh, man! oh, man! oh, man! who dial the noon?
"me" i said.
oh, man! oh, man! oh, man! i prefer neptune
"what's this time?" he asked.
i prefer neptune. i like neptune.
might be can't make the light by itself. not like the moon.
and that's why i always say "love you to neptune and back"
but take me to neptune, we might never come back. forever. we have endless time. just like our stories. it's a long flight.
but the moon she can be our witness. i'll tell her. i would like her to tell every particular story of our journey to everything that lives.
who hurt you? who played with you, circling along in your own orbit then slowly drifted away once it was done collapsing with your body? you still revolve around the sun. the sun who's heat cannot even reach your icy flesh and bones. yet you still continue to move around it, like a child circling their mother asking for something like a dog barking continuously for attention. the world behind you is too small and weak to catch you when you fall and the world in front of you has its own personal fence of asteroids preventing you from leaning on it's shoulders. and you'll forever remain cold. only touched by stones who'll do nothing but carve scars into your crust.
My feelings run through her hair An exquisite sensation in the daytime Bonded by the wall of charm We just can't get over ourselves And that's the beauty of it all So we carry on into the night Looking for ways to refine Which Sister Neptune takes care of Glistening downtown's highs Over the rustic romance That shrouds Saturn's sighs