Nothing can make them fit
As the Heaven is the Good
And the Earth in a worse Mood
Everyone has seen the Sun rise
And set in the Mountain,as she cries
With the horizon making a groove
Where the clouds droop
How the colors mix and melt
And look as soft as felt
How they float away into black
As you wish them back
But then you see the stars
That are so small they could fit in jars
Now there's so many
You'd buy each one with a penny
How they shine so bright
And don't put up a fight
So you stand watching them shine
Then you realize you feel fine
So you sigh
And say goodbye.
