I remember the sky
It's shades of pink, and blue, and red
How I grieve its loss
I long to see it again
Here there are but stars
There are no trees to light me here
The Sun and Moon are but fables
And I long to see colored skies again
Low, the piper plays his tune
Lament to the skies that he lost too
How sick I am of starlight laughter
Why does it keep the sky from me?
Yet on the horizon, I see a shimmer
Color sent to tease me cruelly
I do not see that black there now
I swear I see a hint...of blue