Shoot the Moon

In a raging storm I am lost to the cause
Up above the clouds filled with rain
Feel no pain
When the comet falls breath the dust
Breath with us When the sky turns gray, feel okay
Feel okay
I’ll shoot the moon
Watch the sky fall
No time too soon
Bring it crashing down on me As the roaches thrive you can try
But you will die
As the waters rise to meet the trees
The sweetest breeze will wash over me