Obsession

With a great band.

Mister Moon?
Yeah?
Tell us about the sky.
The sky is deep, and dark, and eternally high.
Many people think that's where you go when you die.
Do you?
Well I think you return to obscure
Or whatever you were
Before you were
But I won't let you lose yourself in the rain.
All you see, and you and me
We came from a star.