Later in the evening as the flowers see you grieving
From the way it's gone.
Know that I'm believing in you
Hope your hearts not blossoming with bygones
I know this is not just an irrational belief
Floats with the logic of the far away.
Sailing on the wind, there's logic in where love begins.
I know this is not just an emotional release
It's a fragment of a bigger piece,
Of a picture pulled apart, a masterpiece, a work of art.
Later almost morning see the city start to yawn
And hide it's self away.
Escaping through the throng it takes a bit of you
It's a dawn and here's another day.
I know it feels like a curtain up with no time to rehearse
Infact it's a fabric of the universe.
Draping us in summer days abloom and life has to go again...
