meet me in outer space
we could spend the night
watch the earth come up
i've grown tired of that place
won't you come with me
we could start again
incubus
we could spend the night
watch the earth come up
i've grown tired of that place
won't you come with me
we could start again
incubus
jumping into the river feet first. no time for taking off clothes, no time for fussing with fancy watchbands or dollars in my pocket. and the water is cold. puckers everything up. skintight shirt. painted on pants. and under i go.
down into the deep green...
re-surface to the brilliant blue nightsky. clear and shiny. sparkling even. as refreshing to the eyes as the cold cold water is to hot skin. i could spend forever floating on my back, thinking 'bout things, feeling
stellar.