*…..BaCk In ThE aTmOsPhErE….*

 

 

*…Now that she’s back in the atmosphere…*

 

 

 

 

<…With Drops of Jupiter in her hair…>

 

 

 

She acts like summer and walks like rain

 

Reminds me

 

 

[”’..That there’s a time to change..”’]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 *Since the return from her stay on the moon*

 

She listens like spring and she talks like June 

 

But tell me

 

 

 

[§…Did You Sail Across The Sun?…§]

 

 

Did you make it to the Milky Way

 

To see the lights all faded

 

And that heaven is overrated?

 

And Tell me

 

 

 

[!!….Did you fall for a shooting star?….!!]

 

 

 

*One without a permanent scar*

 

 

And then you missed me

 

 

[While you were looking for yourself out there?]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now that she’s back from that soul vacation

 

 

[**Tracing her way through the constellation**]

 

 

 

 

She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-Bo

 

Reminds me that there’s room to grow 

 

 

 

 

*Now that she’s back in the atmosphere*

 

I’m afraid that she might think of me

 

 as Plain ol’ Jane told a story about a man

 

 

[‘…Who was too afraid to fly so he never did land…’]
 

 

 

 

But tell me

 

 Did the wind sweep you off your feet?

 

 

*Did you finally get the chance*

 

[…To dance along the light of day…]

 

 

 

And head back to the Milky Way?

 

 

 

And tell me

 

‘Did Venus blow your mind?‘

 

 

<…Was it everything you wanted to find?…>

 

 

And then you missed me

 

While you were looking for yourself out there
 
 

 

And now you’re lonely looking for yourself out there.

 

 

["Drops of Jupiter"- Train, picture by Mar-ka, Dark_Velvet, deviantart.com]