When I was just a boy still owl-eyed, I liked to drink the rain to taste the sky. I tried to count the stars while in my bed, to keep the thoughts of monsters from my head, and I believed the stars were wishes, I believed the world was good, I believed things hid in the dark and that all would turn out just how it should. I believed in all your stories, I believed you'd never lie, I believed if I could climb the trees behind the house, I'd touch the sky. I believed the skies were doorways home. ♥ Absolutely brilliant lyrics.