Sunday Morning Yellow Sky - Project October



When the darkness falls like a curtain

and the night ahead is long and uncertain

Dream beyond the loss and the hope of redemption



At the broken heart of the city, where the hollow light of day never

reaches in

A man can break down and fall into pieces

He will fall asleep like a baby, and the unforgiving arms of the cradle

rock

As hard as the face of the city pavement

Hide your eyes



He can see the face of a lover in the lonely face of the angel above him

Carved into the stone that is changing around him

He can feel her breathing inside him and the unforgiving visions deny

him

Life can only be what a man can make it

Hide your eyes



Sunday morning, yellow sky, the sun is floating diamond high

Hours passing, a baby cries in the arms of someone you imagine



Close your eyes, this is your lullaby



He can feel his skin like a prison

Like a dying cage he struggles to live inside

He tries to call out but nobody hears him

At the ragged edge of the silence

In the calm that only comes with the violent sleep

Inside the heart and the hope of redemption

Hide your eyes



In the arms of someone you imagine

Close your eyes, this is your lullaby



(Down, down, down, would the fall never come to an end?

Wonder how many miles I've fallen?

Must be somewhere near the center of the earth.

Wonder if I shall fall right through the earth?

How funny it will seem to come out among the people

who walk with their heads downwards

Down, down, down, would the fall never come to an end?)

--from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland



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