Could this be Earth? Could this be light? Does this mean everything, is going to be alright? When I look out my window there's trees talking like people I've dreamt of storms, I've dreamt of sound I've dreamt of gravity, keeping us around I've slept in the darkness, it was lonely, and there was silence What is this love? I don't feel the same Don't believe what this is, could be given a name I woke, you were there, tracing planets on my forehead But I forget 23 like I forget 17 And I forget my first love, like you forget a daydream And what if all my wild friends, and the times I've had with them Will all fade to grey soon, on the TV station