Below the Sky
Toss and turn below the sky
Staying up again tonight,
While heartache ails the weary mind
And walks along the narrow line,
Afraid to move afraid to fall
To close my eyes and risk it all.
Dreams can come and dreams can go
But where they start I'll never know.
So strike up a match and light my eyes
Heat the thoughts and let them rise,
Drop the bombs to take the risk
To grant an insomniac her wish.
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