She was always getting lost in the Moonlight
I was studying the Books on the Shelf
of the time she traveled into the future
one time she'd even seen herself
she was sing to herself in the traffic
grooving hard, waving her arms
one strange thing she happened to notice
somehow she had lost all her charm
So what do you think? is that you?
maybe it's you?
I don't know could be me, could be you?
what are you thinking?
is it true?
I to had recently trip to the future
and I had seen the same in my self
I was crossing the street in a raincoat
I looked sad, failing in health
I didn't walk where the sunlight could find me
I turned the corners with my eye's to the ground
a trail of chain wearing ghosts was behind me
and where i walked, i dragged them around
You dodged the sun, cause it reminds you of graveyard
you only raise your eyes, when your reaching coats
aside from nothing, there is nothing to look at
but your love is your long trail of ghosts
I liked the way, you were dancing in traffic
you carried yourself like a true junkie
you were yelling to someone on the corner
when I looked there was nobody there
So what do you think? is that you?
maybe it's you?
I don't know could be me, could be you?
what are you thinking?
is it true?
I'm not sure what to make of this vision
should I be fearful of the sun going down?
should I be working toward a revision?
or just be happy we are beautiful now
I'll take a trip to Observe us as children
take note of what makes us laugh and cry
I'll ask the teachers for your permanent Record
If there's a Reason I will know why
Asking the dead, won't supply you the reason
you'll be just as confused by the past
I'll visit you at the end of the season
I'll watch you're eyes, as you breathing your last
So what do you think? is that you?
maybe it's you?
I don't know could be me, could be you?
what are you thinking?
is it true?