here come the clouds pouring down
on the haven we called home
on everything we used to know
no more sunsets, no more sky
no room left for flowers to grow
as children we'd gaze up at the stars
like they were more than hope
feeling we could get there
knowing we would
if we only dreamed a bit higher
reached a little further
stopped calling our only savior "father"
how much can we take?
before we have to give
besides our words
that without them we surely couldn't live
the stars that illuminate our haven
burn too much
and take in not enough
our haven was a home
until the day that flowers turned to stone
we were issued warning
and blatantly ignored everything foreboding
cause what could happen to us?
tucked away in a nice little haven?!
where we all preach "nevermore, quoth the raven"
and we all point to our stars
as if we don't know who they are anymore
our haven was a home
until the day walls were built from the stones
separating new from old
waging wars based on assumptions
that quickly turn to corruption
tearing the stones in two
never to be the same again
while we pretend nothing's different
"we're still the same"
"we haven't changed!"
our haven was a home
our haven was a home
a home that protected and accepted
respected and never rejected
until the day
our stars shined brighter
until the day that our haven got bigger
the stone that was once flowers stretched too far
to support the new flooding in from a door left ajar
and it fell
and it fell
until you couldn't see it no more
until our stars were unreachable
faint
our haven was once a home
one that we now owe
only we can't get it together
without our stars to light our path
it's a bit too dark
and we explode with wrath
we were supposed to go so far!
we had hope!
we had dreams!
we had stars that believed!
and goddammit where have we gone?!
turns out, a bit too far
cause, well, our haven just killed someone.
