There's something about the sky
when it hovers over me like a blanket
keeping me warm with it's hues
I'm glad it's there everyday keeping me in check
following me around like my shadow
I cannot do any wrong when it's there
I am not invisable during the day
but when night falls it's the darkness
that hovers and still the sky follows me.
Feb 9, 2010
Feb 9, 2010 at 11:52 AM UTC
There's something about the sky
when it hovers over me like a blanket
keeping me warm with it's hues
I'm glad it's there everyday keeping me in check
following me around like my shadow
I cannot do any wrong when it's there
I am not invisable during the day
but when night falls it's the darkness
that hovers and still the sky follows me.
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