If you look closely,
the shadows – they sparkle.
Each shadow in a different shade.
If you look closely,
the shadows – they sparkle.
Each shadow in a different shade.
Can’t we just fly free?
There was a time –
when we knew how
right?
Our most valuable asset,
always –
imagination
It seems as though nothing has changed,
but somehow…
everything is different
But how
can I find the right
words?
Help –
the stars, they sparkled
but were, so cold
to touch
But – the storm;
It was the most beautiful thing
I’ve ever seen
And sometimes…
there are no words.
Nothing to write down,
at the end of the day.
And there are secrets, mysteries, and questions
that perhaps, I am not meant to solve –
yet
I thought that I knew
but the stars, they reminded me
that I didn’t,
not yet.