I can hear the burning memories through the window
all the days pacing through your heart
when they start to step outside to realize
the sun starts to amplify
when the wind starts to damage the illumination
all the pressure building in your wings
All this desire pushing you higher
When the sky was blue and our dreams were high
a crack in the introspection
when dreams perspire in the distant without contrast
when memories walk through an echoing sky breaking a million mirrors
digging for lost damage in their lenses
breaking buildings behind their mind
create the forecast of comprehension to silence the pain
they fly across the painted ocean with flashlights in their hands
ride through the spinning Ferris wheels without emotional restrictions
breaking all the filters to grow across a dream
fishing through the silver skies
don’t capsize this ability
words won’t come out from their mouth
mirrors bending in the rain
when we can’t control this world on our own
burning the past away