What is this thing 
I call my mind 
I look for the things 
I can't find 
Why am i so far from the ground ? 
My voice is quiet but my 
Thoughts are loud 
Bright Lit blue skies 
You're full of lies 
Lies My tired thoughts are 
Just like chalk 
Rub it across your mind 
Just like a clock 2:45 and 8pm 
I'm sorry but you won't 
See me again 
Bright Lit blue skies 
You're full of lies 
Lies Bright 
Lit blue skies 
You're full of lies 
Lies, Lies, 
Lies