some sort of frivolous insanity
Let's go live on the moon
Let's go fly high
just be far away
Such a content to fall
madly in like
the world is yours in everyone eyes
distinctly in happiness
it won't last long
so hold on
falling hard is the easy part
coming away from it all
will leave you with nothing
but you'll be fine
after the fall
of falling very hard
It is what infatuations are made of
Someday the addiction to them will fade
Someday you will be content to be alone
Someday you will just be content
to only know yourself
It is all frivolous insanity