undeneath the shady trees and the orange lights
i wander under stardusted skies and wonder
will i ever cease being torn asunder by
every will-o-the-wisp and i asked a friend
and i asked a lover if they could hold my
hands and not leave me sinking under
and he said no and i said goodbye and we
spun off in different directions and orbits
but as sure as the solar system gravity
starts pulling us back together again
pluto wasn’t a real planet though and perhaps
neither am i and maybe i’m afraid but i’m also
brave and as i sling around the sun for another
grand rotating ride i realise that it’s not a bad
thing to be demoted to just a body and by doing that in a way
you might have destroyed my world but i’ve no doubt since then
i’ve saved someone elses and you know as i wander and wonder
i listen to my heart and if you’d held my hands
i’d have stayed in your arms and we wouldn’t have been happy
so wandering underneath the shady trees and the orange lights
i’m glad our orbits went elliptical and the repeating theme
of my life is freedom and that the river flows beside me