Falling
Falling
By Kevin Robey
September 26, 2013
Cornfield and patches of grass compose the liner notes
My heart laid out beneath me with approaching noise
Hazardous waste litters the sunburst sky that I wrote
My eyes grip my fate like a part from a broken toy
Passing through the fog the fields are clearer now
The wind flows through my hair without a sound
Filling my mind with more than words could allow
Couldn’t see roads before, people running around
No flashbacks now, I stay in the present time
The beach that only sunlight had ever known
I see the walls we built that we had to climb
I see the lighthouse that once guided me home
Now the rushing air is the only voice I hear
Telling me the truth behind every single lie
Running in circles every day out of fear
Numb and insane as I bleed from my eyes
I’ll soon join the crowd and their daily song
Monotone replies disguise the darkness inside
Marching along to a world where I’ll belong
The final resting place for the last of my pride
The fields are getting closer as dreams leave the air
Fondly recall the days my feet were on the street
I fall to the waiting ground without a hint of despair
Alone, I wake to discover that very day in repeat
I open my eyes to the fire that brought your sunrise
And turn from the hand that brought me all this pain
I’ll never forget a single one of our bright blue skies
As I walk along this lonely road of broken names
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