A little piece of you
The little peace in me
Will die

For this is not america

Blossom falls to bloom

This season
Promise not to stare
Too long

For this is not a miracle

There was a time

A storm that blew so pure
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have

The faintest idea

Snowman melting

From the inside
Falcon spirals
To the ground

So bloody red
Tomorrows clouds


A little piece of you
The little piece in me
Will die

For this is not america

There was a time

A wind that blew so young
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea


This could be the biggest sky
This could be a miracle

This could be etc