Antares - Stella Luna

Sweet wind, let me go

So high above, drift down slow

So far, so good

Riding on a solar wind

No one will remember me

High upon a starry sea

Slip away to Antares

Hey, how are you?

Miss you too

I’ve always been a bore

I’ve always wanted more of

The best of, most of

Riding on a solar wind

No one will remember me

High upon a starry sea

Drift away to Antares

Where do all the people go

In their homes far below?

The windows of our weary world

Hurry up before it’s gone

You take too long