Fifth part of the [Gray Goodbye] project
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CLOUDS
A gray sky’s birth’s
A gray hope’s death
A gray cloud’s worth’s
A rain’s regret
So if you think
You got it guessed
Then wish you luck
Before the end
Before the clouds,
We will replay
The lives we led
Before the gray
Before the rift
Divided us
The dying love
And living pain
A moment figured
Is an empty glance
Towards a memory
In a lost stance
A lost memory
Is none to bother
Yet I remember
This painful trance
A minute pursued
Is a tiny smile
Upon a memory
Loved for a while
A worthwhile memory
Is precious indeed
Yet I am not freed
From this painful trial
A day awakened
Is a sunrise admired
Among the memories
Greatly desired
A desired memory
Is one that is new
Yet it never is true
A life retired
Hope that within
The clouds I may find
The perfect happiness
The perfect sadness
The perfect moments
To begin my life
To restart my time
To regain my sight
Hope that within
The clouds I may find
The purpose of living
The purpose of dying
The purpose of everything
That never is
That always was
That made me this
Hope that within
The clouds I may find
The reasons unquestioned
The reasons unanswered
The reasons unwanted
Because of fate
Because of love
Because of hate
Hope that within
The clouds I may find
A sign to move on
A sign to go on
A sign to keep on
Fighting for my life
Gambling for my chance
Waiting for my change
And the sign is
A gray cloud
Begging me
To stay now
That the end
Has laid out
All the hands
Of time
Only can
A gray cloud
Save me from
My pain now
That I choose
To make out
The life I sought
To be
So when I choose
This gray cloud,
Stay away
From me now
You can never
Change how
Things will turn
For me
All my hopes
And gray clouds
Have taken me
Away now
I can make
A way out
Of what I used
To be
The fifth gray had its day out
The sixth will make its way now
Soundtrack inspiration: [Numb] by [Linkin Park]
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