I feel your happiness as my crutch
Reminding me of what I have left go
I never missed anything this much
I rise each morning only to declare my woes
Less we forget our world was on top
and the sun use to shine
The moon was just a prop
as we fell into it deep while drinking red whine
But now you look at me with only friendly eyes
Not with eyes of love or desire
Everything has fallen apart, can we rise?
Extending not only to previous heights, but ones higher