2. A Definitive (Poetry)

-Five-

Birds Of Tokyo Once Wrote A Song Called 'Plans':

Waiting for the skies to catch up with our moods

Shifting colours, we're too high up

Altitude

We're feasting on the taste of the dew after a storm

The people we knew, the people we were before

We're chasing the sky as sunrise breaks night

We're chewing raindrops like delight

Because here, right now where we are

Is a part of the world turning.

We're sleeping in bundles in the backs of cars

We're watching sunrise and we're watching our hearts

Beat and bloom with all our scars

We're waiting for our moods to catch up with the skies.

We're shifting through wet morning grass for gold rings

Lost last night in the dark

We're laughing through our tears as hangovers sing

This is an ode to the miles we've come, oh how far

We're watching friends fall in love with not just people

But life

We're watching ourselves grow unafraid of the night.

The dark caves that used to scare us how

Become only testimonies of bravery we have found.

Piggy backs in wet grass without shoes

Breathalysers and plastic swords

A laughing pack of fools

And even when I feel alone,

I know the sky will catch up with my mood.

An ode of love, to my horde of fools.

"We made plans to kiss the sun at night. Hopeless dreamers."

~J.K.M.