Falling through the cumulus wormhole
She wakes up in her old friend, the octagonal room
What splendors will she find here?
Dimensions?
If I were a bird
I would travel far
Visit my old friends
Tell them what I saw
Looking for the warmth
That we used to feel
Lost in other worlds
Wondering if it's real
Wonder if it's real
Wonder if it's real
I wonder if I'll ever return
Hope you will hope you will
But what does returning even mean?
I really can't say
I wonder if I'll ever return
I hope you do, hope you do
But what does returning even mean?
I really can't say
