Oceans of Blue

Oceans of blue

Skies of gray

Tears make a river

But are hid far away

Dreams are crushed

And kept from the light

In the heart of all hearts

Only one will be right

In my mind so far from hope

Fears pull back tears

And it feels like I’ve been dying

For a million years

The burning hand,

Her gentle touch

My death has,

for too long,

Been rushed