The clouds are gone
But Austin is too
And now the sky  
Has turned too blue.

The birds mindlessly fly  
They sing of a pain I never knew
Their singing goes unanswered
The sky is too blue.

The sky is too blue!
The pilot cried
As he had just written
Austin's name
Up in the sky.

My car glides round the backroads
Music from the radio speaks true
Of all the good times we had together
The sky is too blue.

I used to say the sky is too blue
How I was once confused
I would say,

"Sky...
Why aren't you sad?
Why aren't you somber and gray?
Don't you miss having Austin on Earth
As much as I do?"  

The sky and it's clouds
Shed a tear and
Whispered...

"the deepest shades of sadness and melancholy
come in blue
my dear... "

A butterfly sails  
In a sky that's ocean blue
Near the cream puff clouds
Where Austin must be now
I wish I was up there too.

The pain remains the same
The pain of losing Austin which I can not evade.

Wouldn't it be funny
If this sad life was just a dream
And I could open my eyes
And everything would once again be rosey.
No one missing, no more dying  
Austin once again by my side,
Just as it should be.