Contemplations
What is it in this strange sky that has me mesmerized?
What is it in this dark sky that howls like a wounded cry?
And yet I find a peace that shimmers in the day and then is lost
I long to hold that peace but at what cost?
Strange sky make my spirit fly
What is it in your strange eyes that has me hypnotized?
What is it your dark eyes that howls like a wounded cry?