Everyone left
Where do I go?
If the moon shoots out my network, will my soul flee fast or slow?
Pressed on by a weight, like a kiss from the sky
Now the moon bows
Press those lips firmly now, slowly now
The moon bows
I found the hole where I kept all my friends
When my luck rocketed down I filled it up with rocks
I thought I'd have a say after waiting for so long
I'm afraid now it's too late, I'm not coming home
Press those lips firmly now, slowly now
The moon bows