Texty: June Spirit (The). Testing Superstition. Ninety.

So you're gone, you're moving on.This place has heart but not enough to keep you here. So here, here are your wings, use them and fly away from here.I'll wish you the best of luck, my friend, keep moving, moving on.Nothing is worse than standing still, don't you think I know just how you feel. I know someday because everyone is waiting for that moment in the sun, your's will come some day.It just takes time