Too High

I can see by the light of a broken sky
That you’re on the mend
The photograph of your broken hearted eyes
Will fade and bend
I can see your face
A black and white collage of a chemical emotion
A picture of a thousand lonely nights
You’ll no longer spend
I can tell you’re feeling better now
You’re too high to come down
I can see by the light of a floating sky
That’s cold and gret
Underneath a heavenly sillhoutte
You float away
I could tie you down
Keep you down to earth like a cut and bleeding angel
Tie you down to earth like a monument
Made of clay
But you’re fading into black like a passing stranger
Walking on a fallen sky
Just a memory in your mind’s wandering eye
I can tell you’re feeling better now
In a black and white photo sky
Love in the camera’s eye
Love comes down when I
When I say to myself
When I say to myself
I can tell you’re feeling better now