Crtice iz desnog mozga

The moon

I want to look up to find you

But my gaze is fixed to the ground

I try so hard to look for you

But you're nowhere to be found

Strolling alone

There's no one left

Not a single soul

That can take

Take me again

Pick me up

Chase out the darkness

And make it stop

But it's still here

Suffocating

Stealing the bright

Turning everything dark

Struggling the murk

I see a glaring ray

I finally look up

And see you there

Shining so brightly again.