Later in the evening as the flowers see you grieving From the way it's gone. Know that I'm believing in you Hope your hearts not blossoming with bygones I know this is not just an irrational belief Floats with the logic of the far away. Sailing on the wind, there's logic in where love begins. I know this is not just an emotional release It's a fragment of a bigger piece, Of a picture pulled apart, a masterpiece, a work of art. Later almost morning see the city start to yawn And hide it's self away. Escaping through the throng it takes a bit of you It's a dawn and here's another day. I know it feels like a curtain up with no time to rehearse Infact it's a fabric of the universe. Draping us in summer days abloom and life has to go again...