can’t you see in these sunset skies
that there’s something brighter
than we can see with our own eyes.
trace the stars and reveal your hope,
we don’t have to fade in the end.
there’s a straight line deep in your soul
that’s looking for a way to bend.
do all things temporary fill you.
does all this plastic thrill you.
could it be true
that there’s rhyme to what we do.
don’t you want to see
all that was meant to be.
we don’t have to die so dry,
for there’s a reason that we dream to fly.
listen to the song in the colors of the sky,
for there’s a reason that we hope to fly…