Friday, February 25, 2011

Smoke on the Horizon

Streaks across the sky
Sunlight you and I
Sunlight you and I
We see the streaks that cut the sky
Open wide, Open wide

Black upon the blue
Sunlight me and you
Sunlight me and you
Stare at the naked bruise
Cut right through, cut right through

The burning in the sky
Sunlight you and I
Sunlight you and I
Watch as the smoke collides
Air has died, air has died

Eating up the blue
Sunlight me and you
Sunlight me and you
There's nothing we can do
Can't break through, can't break through

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