Testo Lunar Rover

Are you real?
You float like a spector
Rocks under your fingers
I dig them out for luck and I keep them around
Mud in your shoes
Your shadow at nighttime
The glow of the lights shine
You are a light to me and I keep you around
I miss you already
But you were too gone too soon
I can't understand you
The fun has gone open wound

Seven degrees
You wrap me in silence
Your hand is on my neck
To keep your fingers warm, so you keep them around
Holding my hand
You spasm in your sleep
I close my eyes again
You calm down, that's why you keep me around
I miss you already
But you were too gone too soon
I can't understand you
The fun has gone open wound