The Planets

In the warm nights of summer I sit on my roof

Like to watch how the planets dance inmune

They grow older and older but do not change much

And I ask, will I know your face if summer brings you back?

Cause you know I will love these scars once you've disappeared

But your touch is still a stigma burning on my skin

Winter will freeze the ferns

I'm infecting the sadness, I free my balloon

Save it now from the decay in my room

I will close all the blinds and become a cocoon

Then wake up in an office doing what I ought to do

Now the sky is turning red

When I watch the amber sun getting away from this town

I know I should not have been scared at all

I'll never get back what I let go

Once the planets have burnt down and the night sky's been blown out

Our youth will start being fed to the dark

I feel pain in my stomach and it might be love

Maybe not, maybe some gastritis has taken control

So I run to the toilet and vomit your absence

I can't come out, here the paper will heal all my wounds in silence

When the planets dance I know my mission

But to forget is never a decision

When I watch the amber sun getting away from this town

I know I should not have been scared at all

I'll never get back what I let go

Once the planets have burnt down and the night sky's been blown out

Our youth will start being fed to the dark