I always lay watching the sky move
Imagine a view through which passes like the dawn of age
It was when it happened, I aged too
Realizing that animosity was pointless, it aged
When the sky aged and there were no more clouds of white
I met someone with eyes that would open eyes to sight
Maybe we can save this cold world
I was left starring through those eyes
Time turns but why?, in her eyes its deep
Time drifting as the beauty is ever stunning
I looked back up into her Blue eyes
The sky was gone and With age I died
Now I know what to do
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 3:58 PM UTC
I always lay watching the sky move
Imagine a view through which passes like the dawn of age
It was when it happened, I aged too
Realizing that animosity was pointless, it aged
When the sky aged and there were no more clouds of white
I met someone with eyes that would open eyes to sight
Maybe we can save this cold world
I was left starring through those eyes
Time turns but why?, in her eyes its deep
Time drifting as the beauty is ever stunning
I looked back up into her Blue eyes
The sky was gone and With age I died
Now I know what to do
