As I lay with my eyes wide open
I realize my universe is sleeping
While somethings are awkwardly broken
I can still hear angels weeping
They weep for you and me
They weep for them and theirs
They weep because we've chosen not see
They weep because the troubles aren't theirs
There are so many things that have been broken
Trust, love and even words that were not spoken.
So close to death I've stood it's awkward
Despite the troubles always moving onward.
My universe
Is so blissfully dreaming
And in that dream a hope
Somewhere peacefully gleaming
Yet I lay with my eyes wide open
Because I just refuse to be tired and broken
I stay my gaze at ceiling
In thoughts I search for healing.