It's not about love

It's not about pain

It's not about how people hide from the rain

It's not about me

Or about you

It's about energy flowing through the stars

And how Jupiter's always looking at mars

It's about the trees squeaking with the wind

And how, their pain scream with the weather

And how the cloud move with my tears

And how the wind screams with the wind

Cassiopea

Cassiopea

I'll see you at night

Cassiopea