Last Goodbye
Josh Atchley
Across the sky,
There is a place.
When the starships fly,
in a perfect formation.
And the sun shines
in the color blue
a world apart,
like me and you.
Hello, now raise your hand and look to the sky
and realize, that this is not the last goodbye.
Small explosions,
Far from your sight
and the pattern of stars only visible at night
Cold dust and space
form a cloud shape that reminds me of your face.
Hello, now raise your hand and look to the sky
and realize, that this is not the last goodbye.
There is a place
Where the sun is warm
and the ocean's kiss the sand, in my dreams.
There is a place where the light shines
and never you are afraid.
Hello, now raise your hand and look to the sky
and realize, that this is not the last goodbye.