It in a bright red sky in the heat of an evening
She said her dreams were too far to be thought of
Her scars too wide to heal
She said she couldn’t come to the garden see a blind man kneel
She sailed away to a blue horizon
In floating thoughts she’d sway
But she lost her grin at the tip of life’s fingers
Went home and worshiped the moon
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