The skies are clear.
Clouds pass by without much care
Staring down at us from above
Distant from this place…
Distant
Here
Looking at the sky seems like nothing.
Here
There is no law
Here
There is no order
Here there is nothing.
One day she comes to save us
But what is there to save?
One day she comes to rescue us
From everyday mundane
They say I am the victim
They say that it is nothing
The air is dirty here
A trail of smoke
Left behind
Here I lay
Just as the clouds roll by
One day she is gone
Gone as she has came
Gone in just an instant
With just so much as barely a name
The skies are so pleasant
Staring down at us all
And we are left with nothing
But hope
Just as she had came
The clouds pass us by
Too quickly with no care
So distant in the sky
We barely know they are there