What do I want to go out for?

There is no point

I'm out already

There's nothing out there anyway

It's all in here

There's little bits out there



There's you and me sometimes

And I walk up to a forget-me-not

And I smile

Whilst you're breathing the macro

Looking to the distant hills

And wandering in wonder

I'll point out Saturn

And you'll tell me

The chemical formula

Of nitrous oxide

It would be a disillusionment

A grand disappointment

For all our friends

Not to see us in love again)



If I could, I would

If I can, I will

(My tears

They're getting in my eyes