Your Private Sky

Laying in the long grass Beside your home Watch the day pass Your private sky A gull flies by And cuts up the air into pulses Synchronized heartbeat's gone I own the buried one Blades growing through my arteries Will you return and harvest me? If you leave me on my own I'm done You came and laid down In a daydream You smelled like cedar and roses Skin cool to the touch Is this real life Not me making you up The sky is growing deeper blue A satellite cuts through the view I feel the touch of a ghost Laying in our short past When I lost you And we both drew Our last breath