Floating down, these colors fill the line
We look up from the ground in fields of paper write
And floating on, it passes in the night
The future gazing out a past to overwrite
So come down, far below
We've been waiting to collect the things you know
Come down, far below
We've been waiting to collect what you let go
Come down low
Come down low
Come down low
Come down low
Come down low
Come down low