Under the Same Sky

I watched the morning light crawl through the blinds;

Like it knew the shape of all our borrowed time;

Your laugh still lingers in the quiet air;

A faded photograph I haven't learned to spare;

And I was lost in the rush of yesterday;

Holding the pieces I was scared to say;

But every wound can soften with the rain;

And every ending leaves a scar;

We were young, we were wild, we were close to the flame;

Tracing our names in the glow, then the glow turned to grey;

Still I'm grateful for the nights, for the tears, for the fight;

For the way you make the dark feel a little like light;

And if we drifted apart, evil's never in vain;

We still live in the echoes under the same sky again;

Now the city hums like a song we used to know;

Neon on the pavement, raining over dough;

I carry all the pieces that you left behind;

Little spots of who we were are still burning in my mind;

And I was lost in the rush of yesterday;

Holding the pieces I was stealing;

But every wound can soften with the rain;

And every ending leaves a kind of frame;

We were young, we were wild;

We were close to the flame;

Tracing our names in the dark;

Letting the glow turn to dirt;

Still I'm grateful for the night;

For the tears, for the fight;

For the way you make the dark feel a little like night;

And if we can't be together;

Drifting apart, it was they and me;

We still live in the echoes under the same sky again;

Maybe healing;

Is a road with no sign, just a slow return to the heart over time;

I can't miss what we had and still let it go;

Like a river learns to see by losing hope;

So I'll sing through the ache and

I'll stand there throwing;

With a sky full of sunlight and a name

I won't blame;

We were young, we were wild, we were good;

Close to the flame;

Tracing our name in the glow;

Then the glow turned to grey;

Still I'm grateful for the nights;

For the tears, for the sight;

For the way you make the dark feel a little like light;

And if we drifted apart;

It was never in vain;

We still live in the echo;

Under the same sky again;

On the same sky;

And a little broken;

Still hopeful;

Still here;