For When She Cries

we are made of these wide open spaces
willows that crack and sprawl with the wind
we are made of these cold night skies
stars that glow even when we cry
we are born of earth and made of water
running until we find our end
settling in the comfort of the mountains
resting at the bends
we are more than this skin and bone
these feelings, these misfortunes
we are made of cold night skies
we’re stars that glow even when we cry

M.

Soundtrack: So Long, Lonesome – Explosions in the Sky

Say anything.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this:
search previous next tag category expand menu location phone mail time cart zoom edit close