Someday turns grey,

As she looks onward to the skies,

She took all the colour with her as she flies.

My head grows black,

I’ve looked for her all around,

But now she’s sleeping underground.

Please be kind,

More than she’ll ever know,

It’s all I wish for before I go.

I hope you know,

Which way to go,

For my sake, take it slow.

You were taken too soon,

You should’ve grown old,

In my pocket is yo...

Can you hear my voice?

Is it one you’d follow?

Would it bring you peace?

Would it make you stay?

Can you feel my arms?

Wrapped around an old shell,

Of what felt like love,

But felt like none else.

Adorned in bright colours,

Thunderheads come, wash them out,

Now I dress in shadow,

Now I’ll blend in, no doubt.

I’ll look up at the sky,

I’ll wonder why?

I’ve got a thunderhead,

Following me around,

...

I feel as though,

The clouds know,

When the bad news,

Is delivered slow.

Because the rain is cold,

And I’m weary now,

Maybe there is,

Relief for the rainbow.

But I don’t know,

Where I want to go,

When the road is dark,

And won’t follow me home,

The winds of change will rearrange,

You’ll find yourself in a different place,

You may be scared, it might get strange,

But I’ll always remain.

What h...