It's Up To You

How could I blame the Moon for the changing of tides?
I sympathize in ways that you might never know
Turn away from a daydream, into loneliness
(Most of them end this way)
I'm prepared to stay in bed forever
But in the days and weeks and months that are yet to come
I'll greet the dawn with acceptance
Knowing you're still the best friend I've ever known
Tonight, I feel nostalgic
Do you remember how sentimental and existential I become
With too much time alone?

Drew the Moon, the Sun
The six of cups
The three of swords and the magician

(It's up to you)
There's nothing obscene in accepting the truth
No, I won't try to keep what's merely passing through
It'd be easier to hold the Sun at dawn
Embrace the primroses pink and her sweetest perfume
With a whisper of spring, I hear you're in full bloom
While my eyes overflow
(I know one day you'll read these words and you'll smile)
There's nothing obscene in accepting the truth
No, I won't try to keep what's merely passing through
It'd be easier to hold the Sun at dawn
Embrace the primroses pink and her sweetest perfume
With a whisper of spring, I hear you're in full bloom
While my eyes overflow