Sky of Clay

senior year of high school

if only the sky

was made of clay

and when it rained

it dripped down

and melded us together

we then could withstand

all kinds of weather

but the sky's 

not made of clay

if only I felt 

this way

to gaze in your eyes

and see a light

that could shine

like a pure concentration

of loveliness 

but I don't feel

that way

chorus 1:

and this is how the story ends

even though

it never really began

and this how the story bends

to fit into the lives

we're going to plan

if only the wind

carried a magnetic force

so when it blew

it would push us

closer to each other

as just a natural

phenomenon

but the wind

is without magnetism

if only laughter

was enough

that the good times

of the time we killed

could resonate on

forever

without delay

but laughter

has to insinuate more

chorus 2:

and this is how a story ends

even though 

it never really began

and this is how a story bends

to fit into the lives

we're trying to plan

chorus 3:

and this is how a story ends

even though 

it never really began

and this is how a story bends

to fit into the lives

we have to plan