.:Clouds On White:.

Falling pieces rest in flight
as your breath holds them tight
Yet they move further down
splashing into a stream to drown

Can you put me together
Can you heal the pain
Just give me one feather
and I might fly again

Ferocious fantasies and lies gleam
The wrongs came back and there's no right
The sky has turned into a dream
My thoughts are painting clouds on white

Time tends to wash away
but your eternal breath
it will forever stay
Following me through death

Carrying me away to the sea
where the sun lies broken
upon waves, sailing free
Wrecked by words unspoken

May the truth ride upon their last beam
through the dark as clear as the first light
Yet the last hope has become a dream
My thoughts are painting clouds on white

Can you put me together
Can you heal the pain
Just give me one feather
and I might fly again

Into a sky filled with the red
of a burning sphere
Into a sky so clear
like every tear that was shed