I watch the skies change from gray to blue and
I'm thinking about you and
How the world might twist these words that
You already knew
I needn't speak them, need not reach out
You are already in my thoughts and I
Will not chase you out
We might have silence here, but never doubt
We might have moments where we come crashing to the ground
But you've always stood by me, you've always found
The best in the worst of me, the fire behind the clouds
That reaches down to warm the heart
To carry beyond the stars
All that we never were, and now are
I watch the skies change from blue to gray and
I'm thinking about Ariadne and
How she might see the same.
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