Chasing fallen dreams from silhouetted canopies

And I still can't find my peace.

Broken stars falling through my hands,

Everlasting ebony.

Longing, yearning your touch.

A hold to the fantasy

The wind at my feet,

Carrying me across the clouds.

Fairies come out to play,

Catching their dust in my hand.

Fallen dreams from a silhouetted canopy.

Broken stars in the sky,

…And all I can taste is this moment.