I want to jump over the moon in my pogo shoes
Landing on the clouds in the sky
While the hand for my friends and the hands of my
family reach to those left behind
Knowing what's gone my pogo shoes take me further
to the high
Where they stay down and I go up
An escaping star for life
The world watches me soar
Wishing on me
Telling me what I’m supposed to be
Trying to find out where I’m going
A safe place inside of space where reality isn’t
knowing
Where we aren’t fallen stars but flying balls of
light
Where society holds no guns
And time is on our side
So while I’m running home to my safe place in space,
where you laws cannot change me, fear does not detain me, and gravity does not Change
me
Come grab some pogo shoes and flying feet
If anything is possibly
Come join me.
PART #2:
Wouldn’t this be a foolish thing?
Running away with a stranger, who's brighter than
the sun?
Unpredictable to what she changes
So independent and young
Running through space aimless
Leaving what she loves behind, you're next I know
While running to new heights
When you begin to miss us back home
Your tears will seep through the sky
I’ll catch them and use them to wipe all that
matter
Everything that is real
Yes
the world is dark the light switch has been removed
It’s
hard with Achluophobia to
be even slightly soothed
So let me be
your therapist
Your monster who
scares your terrorists
Don’t fall into
the earth’s core of anger and hate
Or even try to
runaway
Realize what’s
going on and try to change fate
Before we all become
burning stars,
No future
Not tomorrow
No today
