Out of Jupiter Green

WV2170/2025

Coloured pencils Faber-Castell & Derwent Cumber (jupiter green) on Steinbach paper.

 

"Now that she's back in the atmosphere

With drops of Jupiter in her hair

Hey, hey, hey

She acts like summer and walks like rain

Reminds me that there's a time to change

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Since the return of her stay on the moon

She listens like spring and she talks like June

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

 

But tell me, did you sail across the sun?

Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded

And that heaven is overrated?

 

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star–

One without a permanent scar?

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

 

Now that she's back from that soul vacation

Tracing her way through the constellation

Hey, hey, hey (mm)

She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo

Reminds me that there's room to grow

Hey, hey, hey (yeah)

 

Now that she's back in the atmosphere

I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane

Told a story about a man who was too afraid to fly so he never did land

 

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?

Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day

And head back to the Milky Way?

 

And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?

Was it everything you wanted to find?

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

 

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong?

Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance, five-hour phone conversation

The best soy latte that you ever had and me?

 

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?

Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day

And head back toward the Milky Way?

 

And tell me, did you sail across the sun?

Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded

And that heaven is overrated?

 

And tell me, did you fall for a shooting star

One without a permanent scar?

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself?

 

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

 

And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day?

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

And did you fall for a shooting star, fall for a shooting star?

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

And now you're lonely looking for yourself out there..."

 

DROPS OF JUPITER - Train, 2001;

 

 

 

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