Thursday, August 27, 2009

Blue Burning Skies

MY EYES ARE GREY TODAY
REFLECTING FOG FROM THE ATMOSPHERE
I CAN'T EVEN RECOGNIZE MY CITY
I CAN'T EVEN SHED A TEAR
FOR THE MEMORIES I MUST NOW
LEAVE WITH YOU

WHERE DO I STAND WHEN I CAN'T SEE
JUST GO ON AS PLANNED
IT'LL BE OKAY

THE BLANK VOID OF SPACE
DRAWS CLOSE AS AIR RUSHES OVER MY EAR
IT HAS TAKEN MY INSTINCT TO FEEL
IT KNOWS I CANNOT NOW FEAR
WHAT I DON'T KNOW AND THERE'S
NOTHING I CAN DO

WHERE DO I STAND WHEN I'M RESIGNED
JUST TRUST FATE'S PLAN?
THERE ARE SIGNS ON THE WAY

STAY HERE FOR GOOD I KNOW I SHOULDN'T
HOW CAN I RESIST?
BLOCKING MYSELF FROM DISCOVERY
WHO ARE THEY TO COME IN?

MY BREATH DRIES MY LIPS--
SKIN CRACKS FROM EVERY INHALATION HERE
I'LL RISK A SLOW SUFFOCATION TILL
THE FIRE STRIKES TO SCORCH MY FEAR
FIN'LY SETTING ME AFLAME
WITH THOUGHTS OF BLUE

BURNING SKIES

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