smeared clouds & splintered teardrops

from here to the sky

once there was peace from here to the sky and beauty from the sun to the moon then the sky turned grey as you flew away and now I don’t know what to do

now there’s only rain falling here from in the sky as my eyes fill up with dew and the fog will soon fill up the space from the sun down to the moon

I guess I’ll never learn…

that the grass is never green and the flowers soon are dead all brightness soon turns dull and my eyes are always wet

and all beauty soon turns grey and the sky is never clear and the days are always turning into nights that bring me tears