Before we Begin
Look at that sky outside and hold on to the appearance,
After you have that look then closer your windows for minimum interferance.
Think about the site of that sky and how the colors are just there,
What do you think would happen if they one day all the colors disappeared?
That Day is Near
White snow covers the sky like the morning after the first fall of snow,
You look up high and wonder where you are and where to go.
Lines are gone and the sky is one long line waiting to be drawn,
On paper extended and staying the same way from dusk till dawn.
Blending like the objects were made especially for each other,
No more differences between size, shape, or color.
No more blue skys to brighten one person's dreary day,
No more ability to see the perception of relativity far away.
No fog to cover land since the differences no longer exist,
No more rain, sleet, snow, or hail because the balance doesn't fit.
Everyday is like the next and nothing can tell you different,
Was that rain or wind? Guess it depends on how you're hearin it.
Look up to expect colors to entertain your eyes for joy,
No more little excitement for the little girls and boys.
The sun is useless and becomes part of the boring pack of white,
Night is like the previous day, the same old, boring sight.
Now Look Outside Again
Look outside your window and think about the beauty to be seen
This thing people tell about inside their fantasies and dreams
See the sunlight brighten the sky so full of life and mixed with change,
Things that are the same and different blend into a seemless fade.
Look outside your window and peer into that colored sky above,
look inside it to find the lyrics people write for happiness and love.