Testo Dreaming

Eyes like drops of wet paint
Blue in the faint
She had been crying

Voice soft like the rain
I've never seen pain
Without trying
Eyes changing color

Pink and purple collide
While she's still alive
She's slowly drying

Past deeper than words
Higher than birds
She was once flying

Straight from religious lines
And now she is blind
So sick of lying

Say whatever you may But she is a goddess of the sky

Eyes changing color
Realer than m y dreams
Glowing on the candle of eternity