Move-Celeste

Follow me down a road so mad, it will make you sad. Tempt them into darkness, but find the light wherever you go.

To leave a place so hollow, it makes your heart collapse.

Shape butterfly wings, see me there. Know no one else, see you soon.

Never again.

To try and what is not really there. Look, and find something that does not exist. To imagine a dream so light it floated away with the wind.

To touch a wilted sky that not too long ago was blue, and dry.

I want to be like a bird, fly away. And only return if I really needed or wanted to.

I feel the rain fall, and my dreams drift into the wind.