"The Fading Skyline"
the fading skyline continues to disappear with every stroke of the setting sun.
and the rays that once scorched my face begin to die.

*uncertainty calls out your name, spells it in the sky.
ive waited weeks to see you, now the clouds have parted and the air is dry.

and there we were, plain as the grey scene that i once called night.
you better go before winters back, before were cold once again.

*uncertainty calls out your name, spells it in the sky.
ive waited weeks to see you, now the clouds have parted and the air is dry.

wishing away our keepsakes in the wind.
why does this feel like the start all over again?

when sundown comes, youll take the orange and red along with you.
then ill have to turn to the single streak of light offered from the moon.

*uncertainty calls out your name, spells it in the sky.
ive waited weeks to see you, now the clouds have parted and the air is dry.