the sky full
of oranges and yellows
the colors of the sunrise
Yet it was after noon
The river full and clear
like always
Yet the burning sky
can not go unnoticed
So I yell and yell
Yet no words come out
I yell
and yell
and yell
Yet I don't move at all
standing on that bridge
yelling for someone
to notice the burning sky
Yet people just continue
to walk down the creaky bridge
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 12:35 AM UTC
the sky full
of oranges and yellows
the colors of the sunrise
Yet it was after noon
The river full and clear
like always
Yet the burning sky
can not go unnoticed
So I yell and yell
Yet no words come out
I yell
and yell
and yell
Yet I don't move at all
standing on that bridge
yelling for someone
to notice the burning sky
Yet people just continue
to walk down the creaky bridge
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