The Sky Feels Better

I’m trying not to slip 

But I have a muddy cup 

I thought this was love 

But with her it never was

and it never will be 

Because the grass no longer has 

A hold on me 

The sky feels better  

When I’m up in it free 

I use to like her she was my flower 

But I’m glad the wind took me 

Now she down below in the dirt 

With some dirty trees

I’m never walking again 

I can’t let heartbreak hunt me 

Not again

The night time won’t be my end 

I rather sleep with the stars 

As heaven comes in 

Waking up in the morning 

I love the smooth Gold with the green trimmed