The ways, the ins and outs of heaven still elude us to the and
The tears, the sun the rain, I feel them on my face against my skin
We loved you then, we love you still
And don't you know, don't you know that heroes never die,
They sail forever
Slow the rain falls, the memories blowing through
I stand with arms outstretched to catch the warmth of you
Eyes to the heavens, screaming at the skyes
Trying to send you messages, still choking on goodbyes
And I wonder why
Gold November, yellow, brown and green
I try to picture you still somewhere in between
Cold the night falls, shadows drawing in,
The glimpse I had of you is torn into the wind
And I wonder why, tracing paths, we search the stormy sky
The ways, the ins and outs of heaven still elude us to the end…
5 окт 2020
