Sky's like a fire,
Waking empires,
Clouds weeping sunlight
At us, at us.
While night's receding,
Please staunch my bleeding,
Sing me like a dream wraith,
Like glass, like glass.
Raise me from slumber,
No, i wont crumble
There's only so much
To fall, to fall.
You'll be my lighting,
While I'm igniting
Through day to stomach
To crawl, to crawl
I'm asking questions,
Seeking direction,
But you're a singer
Of heart, of heart.
Sighing, rejecting,
My wounds inspecting,
You're growing bleaker...
I think it's time to depart,
I'm going back to the start.
Dedicated to Holly Henry.
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© Copyright: Мика Фролов, 2017
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