NOTE: its kinda song lyrics, the last two verses are like the chorus
I wanted to fly
but my feet are still here
stuck on the ground
well nevermind
all my hopes and dreams
have gone
abandoned by the side of sky
over the years
thinking lost its glamour
blue turned to grey
in the world where i live
all the trees have gone bare
leaving me with a colorless light
from a bland grey sky
to create silloets out the the bones
of something i used to love
what used to be summer turns into fall
what used to be here
never was here at all
tricks of the eye
the seasons can bring
underneath that snow
vibrant green used to ring
Catching Winks in Class
Sleepy is the rest I didn’t get last night
It’s a swirling blue cloud of fog
the binder I’m laying my head down on
Soft but not soft enough
It’s the stale classroom air
full of forgotten papers and textbooks
Sleepy is the breakfast I didn’t eat
The bus I didn't catch
Sleepy is a quiet Death Cab for Cutie song
Engraved in my head, lulling me off to a subdued state
Sleepy is a mix of boredom
and last night’s insomnia
Sleepy is the color of a faux wood desk
Just below my head
A pillow for my exhausted soul.
Sleepy is the rest I didn’t get last night
It’s a swirling blue cloud of fog
the binder I’m laying my head down on
Soft but not soft enough
It’s the stale classroom air
full of forgotten papers and textbooks
Sleepy is the breakfast I didn’t eat
The bus I didn't catch
Sleepy is a quiet Death Cab for Cutie song
Engraved in my head, lulling me off to a subdued state
Sleepy is a mix of boredom
and last night’s insomnia
Sleepy is the color of a faux wood desk
Just below my head
A pillow for my exhausted soul.
Forgotten Room
The clock above the window pane,
Ticks in rhythm with the rain
The painting by the dressing stand,
Shows a very distant land
The bed that stands where white walls meet,
With a neatly folded sheet
Dry flowers in a vase of coral
Some lilies, violets, and some laurel
A lonely cry of a loon,
Echoing in a forgotten room.
