More Part 2

I am defined by the falling skies I want more than enough And to fly away from the devils bluff If you could see me now, there was a transformation There was a night during elevation I thought about the things that make me Want more of you Something that I could see right on thru Even when ten hearts could return From me back to you If for once in your life, if I could Live forever For the better or for the worse If love was suppose to be this way Then which way is the day? I want more of it Sinking sands is where I sit If they follow me I will show you What real life is suppose to, just like sky blue Just like the thoughts I never knew The unknown hold no shrouds or mysteries For the future to pay it’s fee To give me its toll Around the world, it’s getting quite old In the day it’s getting very cold Fathers and mothers weep Because the more they keep They give away Drowning in summers day