Conversations with the sky
And those who see may never know me?
They think I’m talking to myself
When I believe in the powers that be?
Higher & above the law- they represent and run the planet
We grace, don’t grace
Just fill its space-until it’s time for us to be erased!
More than service or
Stories in a book
Has nothing to do with
The way we look
When I see them fall
I can feel the faith
When I dream of you
It’s a peaceful place!
Illustrations of the end
And those who hate may never know me
They think I’m painting by myself
When I believe in the forces that be?
Higher and above the law they represent and run the planet!
We grace-don’t grace
Just fill its space until it’s time for us to be erased!