Could this be Earth? Could this be light?
Does this mean everything is going to be alright?
When I look out my window there's trees talking like people
I dreamt of storms, I dreamt of sound
I dreamt of gravity, keeping us around
I slept in the darkness, it was lonely, and it was silent
What is this love? I don't feel the same
Don't believe what this is, could be given a name
I woke, you were there, tracing planets on my forehead
But I'll forget 23 like I forgot 17
And I forget my first love, like you forget a daydream
And what of all my wild friends, and the times I've had with them
We'll all fade to grey soon, on the TV station