Walking to the Moon Lyrics

I'm getting out the room

I'm walking to the moon

Freed myself from the world

Of pretense and pettiness

None of this made sense

Now i have zoomed in the lens

To figure who's fake and

Who's got blood in their veins

A dream (A dream)

That wakes me from my sleep

I seat at my yard

With a green juice in the hand

Watching all the colors

And a deep black sky

Saying that love

Cross the walls of Desire