heavens red with flames
been swimming in a daze
stunned in a look
private smiles
clouds forming like birds
flying so freely
in your eyes i see them
fictitious
i can't remember
we had a good time
cause we never had
anything before
a bizaare kind of nothing
so odd to mean something
you never spoke straight
to my face that's always waiting
i haven't found your voice
so sacredly out of the choices
i never heard your voice
kept under your blanket of something always hidden
can't walk, the stair's so dark
your windows tinted with shadows
can't see through your walls
so opaque
heavens red with flames
with flames
heavens red with flames
burning
burning
2005.01.06_P09-09_mute
