Can you feel the earth moving?

No, really, stop and feel it.

Don’t you feel like you could fall into the sky?

Like very little is holding you to the grass?

You’re dizzy,

You’re dazzled,

You’re floating,

You’re a little bit sick.

There’s a pull on your sneakers,

Your fingertips stretch toward the sky.

And if he doesn’t hold your hand,

You’ll be lost to the stars forever.