Spaceships

Thrown away, returned, became your sunflower
Only growin up to your cloudin eyes
Some kind of welcome in you is like a rush right off my face
I would not climb too far from here

You can feel so sure
Eventually no more
You can't feel much at all
A memory, a spaceship left behind

What a great day for your warm smile
It's a shameful tragic lie
Some kind of happiness is all we need to make ourselves worthwhile
What a great day for your life