The Moon, The Sun

The two different skies are facing each other

One's forgotten, one's a lover

Not competing, just air to a lung

Both just as needed, the moon and the sun

I reach out for you, it's a little absurd

Arms outstretched so far that it hurts

Finding a meaning in you being gone

Finding a meaning is taking too long

Sometimes it feels like I'm swallowing my own tongue, and

Sometimes it feels like I'm trying to keep up, but my leg's gone numb, and

Sometimes it feels like I'm swallowing my own tongue, and

Sometimes it feels like my leg's gone numb

My body's numb

The two different skies are facing each other

One's forgotten, one's a lover

Not competing, just air to a lung

Both just as needed, the moon and the sun

Sometimes it feels like I'm swallowing my own tongue, and

Sometimes it feels like I'm trying to keep up but my leg's gone numb, and

Sometimes it feels like I'm swallowing my own tongue, and

Sometimes it feels like my leg's gone numb

My body's numb