[00:31.620]He lights a cigarette out on the balcony
[00:36.960]The city breathes below, a sight he cannot see
[00:43.800]The smoke he blows becomes a cloud
[00:47.910]A private, thinking shroud
[00:50.430]He counts the starshe'll never find
[00:53.310]Wishing one would leave its line
[00:59.948]Then a slow descent, a shock of white
[01:06.652]A girl who stepped out of the night
[01:12.900]She took theboy's hand, her touch was sound
[01:17.550]" You look like lonely," soft, profound
[01:20.820]And held him close against the sky
[01:24.660]Hewasn't asking how or why
[01:31.410]Her hair was moonlight, long and pale
[01:34.320]They rose above the iron rail
[01:38.130]The world below just fell away
[01:41.760]To greet the breaking edge of day
[01:44.490]But not the sun, a different sea
[01:48.720]A galaxy, for him and she
[01:58.075]That slow descent, that shock of white
[02:03.976]That girl who stepped out of the night
[02:10.260]She took theboy's hand, her touch was sound
[02:14.850]" You look like lonely," soft, profound
[02:18.090]And held him close against the sky
[02:21.930]Hewasn't asking how or why
[02:29.010]The stars were close enough to taste
[02:32.580]No memory of time or space
[02:35.700]Just weightlessness, a silent grace
[02:39.150]A smile upon her perfect face...
[02:51.810]... And then the sun was in his eyes.
[02:52.470]His balcony. The empty skies.
[02:53.790]The ash is long, thefilter's cold.
[02:56.940]A story that his heart just told.
[03:04.050]... A story that his heart just told.

He lights a cigarette out on the balcony
The city breathes below, a sight he cannot see
The smoke he blows becomes a cloud
A private, thinking shroud
He counts the starshe'll never find
Wishing one would leave its line
Then a slow descent, a shock of white
A girl who stepped out of the night
She took theboy's hand, her touch was sound
" You look like lonely," soft, profound
And held him close against the sky
Hewasn't asking how or why
Her hair was moonlight, long and pale
They rose above the iron rail
The world below just fell away
To greet the breaking edge of day
But not the sun, a different sea
A galaxy, for him and she
That slow descent, that shock of white
That girl who stepped out of the night
She took theboy's hand, her touch was sound
" You look like lonely," soft, profound
And held him close against the sky
Hewasn't asking how or why
The stars were close enough to taste
No memory of time or space
Just weightlessness, a silent grace
A smile upon her perfect face...
... And then the sun was in his eyes.
His balcony. The empty skies.
The ash is long, thefilter's cold.
A story that his heart just told.
... A story that his heart just told.