The World Moves On



White pillows float across the sky.
Gazing up, you dance through my mind.
Your beautiful voice singing out,
What was it, i was tryin' to think about?
Bright blue rolls along above the land.
It's seemingly impossible
To concentrate on the task at hand.
The green trees whisper to me,
But without you, it's all so empty.
Surrounded by reminders of the world movin' on,
Like it doesn't even matter that you're gone.



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