Move on

Move On

Move On

Late night stories

Running naked, cutting through the breeze

Kissing your eyes

Walking onto our friends

Catching stars and seas

Presses up to me

Whispers “Take me”

Soft skinned covered shells

And the taste of bells

To the atmos-greet

I know

I know

Move On

Move On

Now it’s time to move on

Move On

Now it’s time to move on

Move on

Move on

Move on

Move on

Move on

Fair chilled chocolates

Sides of them are kissing through the clouds

Looking as you sleep

And gently on the side

Start to fade away

Leaving paper trails

Don’t forget me, love

Thanks to first and last

I’m always in the past

Run from what can hide

I know, I know

Move on

Now it’s time to move on

Move on

Now it’s time to move on

Move on