Blessed Omen
Could this be the very moment,
I can finally fly
Away in this foreboding sky?
In this place of pretty roses
Where every step makes me cry,
I would rather flee than die
Why do I become
Easily aroused?
I bite my tongue
But still I scream aloud
A blackening lung
Screaming at the clouds;
It’s what I’ve become
As I have long vowed
In these shadows where I roam,
I’m aware I’m alive
And it’s here I waste my life
This could be my blessed omen
That scares me more every night;
I’m the only man alive
But I’m not alone
Just a little lost
And I won’t atone
For any line I’ve crossed
But even now
This will never mean
That I’m free to fly
Anywhere I please
The sky has eyes