Sky Song

Saw the red sky ten thousand feet high
At eleven PM on a Thursday
Saw the Moon she looked kind with a tear in her eye
Like a widowed old man on her birthday

I've seen dandelions taller than Yay High
But I haven't found one in some years
Maybe next time I'll try to sing fond of the times
That I fell in the face of my fears

But still, she tries
To rise every morning
So I guess I don't mind
Staying home for another day

I'll go out to eat alone
Think and still don't know why I feel I've done everything wrong
Realize that I've spiraled under landfill piles
And emerged with a sorrowful song

I gave a penny-wish to a pond with an orange fish
Who I could've swore didn't like me
It never quite came true, but somehow I found you
And I still dream about you nightly

But still, she tries
To rise every morning
So I guess I don't mind
Staying home for another day

Oh, I guess, I guess I don't
I don't mind
Staying home for another day