Monday, September 29, 2014

Empty Sky

Empty sky, let your silver curtain fall
I will stand, a soldier tall
Bathe in bullets, winds of war
Blind my eyes and let me search for her no more

Wash away the path that leads to all that was;
I will find a different cause, 
Swimming in your squalid stream.
Send your icy baptism, make me clean.

Empty sky blessed be our pallid bond
Your hopeless hope I rest upon
Tear the rainbow ribbon down
Chase the sunshine, send it crying to the ground

When love fails us, or we fail love, or perhaps a bit of both,
it can be difficult to move forward, and we often find ourselves frozen to the very spot we stand

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