Under the New Moon they walk together Under the New Moon they walk alone

* But I have skilled in the Sky *

Good Prizes ~ things come out of the Sky

{We need to keep them} a unique special

God, there is pieces of us that we love in other’s memories

But I guess I’ve taken pieces of me I ring a time

And what is ordered and protected

When this was true it was felt and beautiful

Too much tension, then go head Aim for your dreams

Too much Water Can you tell you’re not going to drink it all?