The space between
my eyes and the cliff is growing
I'm falling
to what I'll be someday
That cliff was innocent,
it kept a boy well hidden
but became forbidden
and turned my gold into grey
The fall is slow
and I wonder where the hell I'm going
the sky is all knowing
but it won't tell me where
So I'll just accept and embrace
what's below and behind me
trust what my heart and my mind see
and find sleep as they stare
Maybe we die in passing time
but my words tell me that I'm still alive
and I'll hit the ground
before I ever learn to fly
between death and the sky
I'm not going anywhere tonight
Mother
Father
look what's become of me
I'm falling closer to the sullen ground everyday
But mother
oh, father
when I land I will not wake
so raise your ears to the sky and my voice will rain
a song of innocence and certainty
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