Hey strawberry man

Street lights create silhouettes of parkway trees and mailboxes lining the roadside.

tapping rhythms with my boots on the damp pavement to the song stuck in my head. 

Let the rain fall softly on your cheeks. 

Im hanging onto a cloud of smoke

release the anchor and i'll drift away among the clouds.

I like it up here with the lost balloons and birds. 

My heads always stuck here anyways. 

"Take the entire world and then the Moon!"