Drops Of Jupiter

Drops Of Jupiter

Train

 

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

Since the return from her stay on the moon

She listens like spring and she talks like June, 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?

 

Going back through some files and found this one from November 2012. A great night of lightpainting at Goulburn with Ian Burrows and Ant Ginman. Hope you like "Drops Of Jupiter". Cheers, Mike

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