Have our wings blown off?

Have our wings blown off

Have our wings blown off

Are we falling down

Will we hit the ground

without a sound

When the soft, tall grass

carries stars, ash grey.

On a moonlights ray

You slip away.

But if I reach out

and you reach out too

We can make it through

our love could be new

We’ll forget it all

Even our own name

Tear down every frame

And start out the same

as we

were before…

Will our wings grown on

Will we fly again

Will our hearts mend

Can you reach my hand?