You can follow me if you want, I mean if you have time.
there's a city, on the top of the mountains,
I used to go there as a child...
...and there's a forgotten forest there,
full of those drunken trees.
they look like they're falling apart you know,
just like the people there, those fools...
...oh no, don't get me wrong
it's a wonderful place.
birds are leaving over here
I saw them sail away
they looked just like saints
little one
I heard myself whisper your name
I was asleep in a dream
then you woke me up
little sun
the way you look at me now
these lights that used to shine
I've been blowing them out
well I remember those few nights
when the sky it stared right back at us
felt so small standing next to you
little moon
