Man on the moon

He is hanging from the ceiling.
He is seeing his life running away from his hands.
He is under the pressure of the divine and the naiveté of
his twin soul...

Almost there,
I'm into you,
Like you never do.
Almost there,
Like I always do.

The man on the moon, the one that is under the spell,
it's too late for the lovers.
Let's no wake up in this morning,
let's live a life without the boundaries of time and space,
let's live in an unique land where no man is found.

Away from a vicious human race....

Almost there,
just run away...

Together.