come away with me

what if i told you to drop it all? that i had a way
out... would you come away with me? we could fly
through the night with the stars in our hair. the moon
in our tears. are they tears of joy or tears of fear.
what is punishment? does it matter any more? leave in
the night and return in the end. avoid the middle.
hide from the sun. we dont want the brightness. lets
just play on the false hope of dark empty clouds. do
not fall... the are no ropes to catch you anymore..
you may be gone forever. i may be gone forever.

so when are you coming to tell me to drop it all?