Almost all washed out

Written by: Brandon Basson

You see clouds that is the outside
But the sunshine my heart has bled
onto the stormy canvas of the insides,
the rays of yellows and paintings, red 
from day to day
These are cleansed and erased
from turmoil and sorrows
by the memories of fears relived
It always manages to get in the way
I’ve swallowed many tears over the years
But soon the stage will be set
For if the backdrop becomes too soggy
or the wipers too worn out and groggy
There will be nothing left 
to stop my night from turning ‘to day
My soul will shine and break free
That’s why every night before I sleep
I watch weather forecasts and dream
Of singing ‘bout promise in the ears of liberty
I just can’t wait 
for what tomorrow might bring