On the Stars

I'm getting high On the stars Downing the moon Like a pill Hard to swallow Need a bigger Glass of milk Because The Swiss cheese Is too hollow, Skimming along The ocean blue; The water is cool Find the lighthouse By the ocean's shore, As I sink into this coma, Carry me deep Into your slumber And wrap your arms My sweetest drug, In the dark of night Sleep come Before the sunrise Be it late than never...