Alastika

You are something, something to hold onto
A fault in the crust where I fell through
You live and you learn, but you still love
Nothing will change what I’m made of
You are something, something to hold onto
A fault in the crust where I fell through
You live and you learn, but you still love
Nothing will change what I’m made of
We’ll run away
Just run away
Just run away and find a way
We’ll run away
«But did you think you’d grow beyond me?»
The clouds exclaimed
Just run away