better times

Here we lie dropped into shifting endless night Forlorn and frenzied is our flight Looking for better times And thoughtful places Deep inside that break the fear You were quiet So many thoughts collide conspire Contemplating narrow escapes leading into better times When we were young And reels of film were never ending So stay for just a while All of the colors grow outside Miles above the clouds And everything cool and warm and broken perfectly Hold me now Climb this whole collapsing spire Crossing the center of the cyclone reaching for better times that once existed to brighten all the corners So stay for just a while All of the colors grow outside Miles above the clouds And everything cool and warm and broken perfectly When we die They’ll say we soared they’ll say we tried But no one will understand the feelings of our better times and whispered love that softens all the borders So stay for just a while All the colors grow outside Miles above the clouds And everything cool and warm and broken perfectly