Is the light turned on?

Guess I couldn't notice from the void staring at me...

With eyes of the crow's feather...

Cawing for another victim...

...

When we swung above the canyon,

Our strings were stronger than steel,

But at the same time they melted...

We were still afloat...

...

We've held hands were shadows stand...

Watching from a building with no windows...

Not enough air in this room to give us a life to be proud of...

Even the water is beginning to doubt us...

...

We've held hands along the riverside at 7 PM...

Watching Florida pass by with no wings...

Our world wasn't connected,

I could feel it...

It had holes like a broken pier,

But the structure still lived to see another day...

Another day along the palm trees,

Where our hearts grew like virgins...

Young and peaceful...