Cottage Grove

Floater of dreams finally touching ground
So decisively falling 'round
Can anybody hear this?
Are the differences really so profound?
It's just what you make of it
Coming right down to the ground
No, we don't belong here
Look up, and now it's going down
It's turning on it's turning on
Just turn around nearly doesn't matter
Guess it doesn't matter
Then it's eyes foreseen this all