we spent some time in the wind
and then drifted off to other things
we allowed the air to shift us apart
so we could land wherever we belonged
I was happy to know the person I knew
so I didn't hold on to the parts the wind took
it had better plots when it blew us away
and never intended for us to stay

I wish I could still be blown away
And taken by the innocence of the day
Could simple breeze flaw me please,
And teach me again what it means to be?

I am a victim of my own design
creating tragedies in my own mind

These days I feel the honesty well up inside of me
as if its time to start facing the reality facing side of the valley
and let the sun burn the skin off my cheeks
to reveal the lies I carry beneath...

We were lovers of the worst kind
The type you don't tell you friends about
That you don't really wanna talk about
But you have every thought about

Around the moon and slightly ajar
A man sat down his eyes to the stars
A wish he made on a star he gazed
That tomorrow he'll get to see her again

A black bird on a bridge side
Sitting slightly on an incline
Tilts its head somewhat oddly
And squints at the wind as if he sees it passing
Is it too heavy a breeze
To fly with ease?