First date of Miss Yellow and Mr. Grey Sky They met in the eastside Talking about the earth and the light How to shining bright within dark side And how to let it rain in the night
It's not easy But it has to be Perfect match of the storm and windy Quite beautiful even rising gloomy
Hope and dreams are burning in the sun After tragedy that truly killing my mind ****** eyes in my wasting time Broken soul's trying to run Beautiful scar, it won't be fine
Starting a day with a cup of coffe Drinking poison to catch the energy Sinking deeper through emotions 'till I can't breathe Holding on to traumatic things that stay in me Pouring it into rhymes and beautiful poetry
Just waiting for the perfect time To make it all mine Stay away from demons that trying to make us blind Singing me a lullaby and whispering the "can't" To find another top to climb