Oh the rain, Oh the rain, is falling Drip, drip, dropDown from the sky up aboveWill it stopIm sloshing through memories of sooner or later or neverThe days when we were in lovePlip, plip, plopContinues to sop Me in dreams from now to forever

Im so high, Im so high, call me IchrusWhat a sightSorry, Crete Ive got to goPacked so tightIm flying so high that I knowSo stoned that I barely rememberIm giving the clouds vertigoFlick, flick lightGlowing so bright as I fightNot to laugh through the ember