caught.

There's a turn in the distance that my eyes can not yet see but I'm gonna be ready when the time comes to me because I've been listening closely to the stories told in a muttered melody and now I'm sure my mistakes were foreseen. And some days I notice and others I don't a heart full of worries a helpless haunted soul But my attempts to comfort always end in a tangled mess So think its best to step back, let it past. the sun collapses when its forced to apologize for trapping bodies left to float in the sky; illuminated to be caught by our eyes in some cloudless sky. A boy awakes in the night climbs out his window to lay and stare at the sky thinks if someone is doing the same then maybe everything isn't lost in vain. A curl of smoke tells a man there is trouble a flash of light shows him where he must go so with out a warning he slips out of sight lost in the distance eluding the night.