Pictures - Europe

I’m out here gently drifting

We get so lost in the past

Like letting go of the future

Knowing yesterday won’t last

So I’ll cut the cable

The time is now we’ve made it safe so far

Escape into the light of the Moon and the shooting stars

To where you are

The clock hands stall their ticking

Maybe the Universe is numb

Venus shining clear and pleasant

Among the mother’s many Suns

So I’ll make up stories

To put the darkness in disguise

Escape into the light of the Moon and the shooting stars

To where you are

So I’ll paint the picture

Watch the colours, as they slowly dry

Escape into the light of the Moon and the shooting stars

To where you are