You stare out in yellow eyes larger than my mind
In viscous pools of joy, relaxing, we glide
It's all too beautiful
For my mind to bear
And, as we shimmer into sleep, something's unshared
But, seeing the flower that was there yesterday
A tear forms just behind the soft peace of your shades
The world's too lonely
For a message to slip
But between the dying rails of peace
You trip
The petals that were blooming are just paper in your hand
Your eyes, which were clear in the night, are opaque as you stand.
It was too beautiful for it to last
These visions shimmer and fade out of
The gla**
The petals that were blooming are just paper in your hand
The petals that were blooming are just paper in your hand
The petals that were blooming are just paper in your hand