As the sky holds everything together, the world falls apart.
Like a spread of mountains against a soft dawn, bathing the day in a yellow light.
We don't realise what we miss when we close our eyes.
Where things grow in the shadows of the night.
How were we to ever know darkness can also give life?
And where would we look for flowers bursting through concrete?
Between the ones we never forgave,
and the bitter breath in our lungs that makes us weak.
As the clouds cry for all the things we never notice,
the sky finally lets everything go,
lost treasures fall to the Earth,
in and out of focus.
Like a spread of mountains against a soft dawn, bathing the day in a yellow light.
We don't realise what we miss when we close our eyes.
Where things grow in the shadows of the night.
How were we to ever know darkness can also give life?
And where would we look for flowers bursting through concrete?
Between the ones we never forgave,
and the bitter breath in our lungs that makes us weak.
As the clouds cry for all the things we never notice,
the sky finally lets everything go,
lost treasures fall to the Earth,
in and out of focus.
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