It was a slim day of silver light shimmering across liquid skies
I was worried about frivolous issues drowning in my eyes
birds gliding over the edge sang their glorious tunes
i carried a few broken dreams shattered from the ruins
In the early light i felt your silver message, your praise, your constant drumming. I could imagine the haze in the gaze as i flew by your perfect thoughts; a few thousand years of visions entangled within your soul. I could feel your pain hidden behind your facebook charm and your sincere quest rotting against your plastic flesh. It was all there piercing my heart with this silver light.
then the day turned round, upside down, right side up
i could see the beauty and feel the pain
of you and i and the silver sky
the false prophets scattered across this new medium
the dreams, the hopes, the stupid lies
this wonderful day of silver skies
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