Open air, no soul, no mind,
Drift away,
Away, away,
Before the blue,
Before the clouds bestowed upon,
Endless arrays.
No waiting for time,
Door of sublime,
I scream,
You dream,
Vast, vast,
Away, away,
First or last,
No matter.
Crimson streaks,
Dust, death reeks,
Burning, barren trees,
No such thing as free,
Run, run,
Away, away,
Inferno devours,
Ashen flowers.
Wall of glass,
Between Earth and Sky,
Reaching, grasping,
Yet no stars for clasping,
Banging, banging,
Against the glass,
Desperately trying,
Cracking, cracking,
Maybe it’s breaking,
I want to ride the clouds,
Fly, fly,
Away, away,
I wish to never stay.
Why, why,
Can’t I shatter these skies,
Take me away,
From this ground smitten decay,
I pray, pray,
Please, please,
I’ve been at it for years,
It’s forced me to tears,
Break away,
Away, away,
Just let me,
Shatter the skies.
Shatter this nightmare.
We drown ourselves in the illusion,
That we drive our lives,
Lost in our own confusion,
There are always secret knives.
We believe we're so wise,
Blinded by unknown lies,
Our destinies held hostage,
By the forbidding skies.
Though who's to say,
That we can have it our way?
The truth held at bay,
From clueless minds,
The changes so mere,
Only seen when we rewind.
Life is not driven by us,
Though we may think we're the biggest bus,
That destiny lies in our hands.
But if you opened up,
Realize,
We are afraid to admit,
That life was never lead,
By us.
I remember the day, when I opened the door,
And I looked upon a cat, upon the soaked floor,
It’s abyssal fur frizzled, the color of midnight,
The yellow eyes, with a tint of light,
Stared at me, with unknown resilience,
Testing me for something that I ought to know,
Yet, suddenly it began to snow,
Flurries, soft, and gentle,
And when they smothered the night,
It blanketed the cat,
Who plodded inside,
Who had the slyest smile,
Who came to my legs, and leaned its head,
The purring ever so slightly,
The little paws gripping on tightly,
The stray cat, so calm, so warm,
Its breathing body strong amidst the cold,
And it fell asleep within my home.
I wish not to be with someone,
But with somewhere,
A place that is free,
With surreal scenery,
A place where I can watch,
The Sun,
At the crack of dawn,
The running fawns,
Grazing,
The looming mountains protecting,
The greenery,
The canyons,
The one canary,
Who sings its song,
Who makes me cry,
In sorrow and in joy,
I don't want to be with one,
I want to be with the setting sun,
The endless sky,
As I close my eyes,
And open my soul,
For I can trust the trees,
And listen to the rustling leaves.