July

Wake up Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down, the Sky is falling down My eyes are balling now, the Sky is falling down His body hits the ground The boy who stomped through the glass, taking control The boy who fell from the sky with glass shards in his sole he's home On his back looking up at the skies White stars and a pink sunrise Deep breath he sighs Falling low is his biggest high We've awoken, sky is broken He looks around sees people floating They don't look back they're glowing golden They start shining as the heavens open Princess Aiyana, leading her people Her father and mother and sisters and brothers away from the evil They look so peaceful Same painting on a different easel Looks more beautiful from down here Feels familiar view is clear In a backyard on the east side Grass soaks up his tears Aiyana looks back at the boy with tears in her eyes and cries With his eyes he says don't cry Please just tell my story when I die Well, the sky starts spinning And the light starts dimming Aiyana fading and grinning For the first time in a while he smiles Closes his eyes, feels his soul start to fly