Pens on paper Notes crinkled on the ground I say funny How we feel lonely In other people's worlds Wondering what to Do about that Let's escape to our Universe made of clouds Persian blue and peach And the rain is the beat so when the Stars fall from the sky And the tides broken up with the moon When the suns far from our eyes And the valleys are consumed Hold on tight Hold on to our universe Sanctuary From a scary Things that drag us down I think we have many One best imaginary Of this town Hold on, dear Hold on, love Hold on to The one thing that meant Life worth the living Living worth our lives Let devices corrode What we desperately hold For you and I know That we have the code To what makes this all real (Universe made of clouds) To what makes life so real (Persian blue and peach) Let's strike us a deal (And the rain is the beat so when the) That no one can steal (Stars fall from the sky) (And the tides broken with them) (When the suns far from our eyes) (And the valleys are consumed) If the world were ending, love And you were next to me The last breath I'd take would be Of relief