Can we see
The beautiful
Pictures
Of your life
Projected on the side of a house
When fall comes
They'll find me
Covering
My eyes
In a pose reminiscent of a child
Scared of
The dark
But it's not the dark
That scares me
And when I go, I
Hope you'll
Give me
Back to
The sky
And keep me out of your dreams, I have no place there