Andrew Belle - Sky's Still Blue

Sky's Still Blue
Andrew Belle
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Your heart is a city,
Your eyes are a fixture,
The mind tells a story
With ten thousand pictures,
We stumble upon it,
Fell through the ceiling tiles.

We drew up a landscape,
We climbed down a ladder
Carved out a memory
To follow the pattern,
And now on a clear glass wall
I can see my faith,
You know it's never too late.

Oh, if you're hearing this,
I must have made it through.
Oh, when the clouds are burned,
Open up my window,
I see the sky's still blue.

A vision is a portrait,
A palate of colors,
We swim in an ocean
With blindfolded lovers,
And now that I've found my side,
Oh, I finally realize that it was there the whole time.

Oh, if you're hearing this,
I must have made it through.
Oh, when the clouds are burned,
Open up my window,
I see the sky's still blue.

I see that the sky is still blue.

Oh, if you're hearing this,
I must have made it through.
Oh, when the clouds are burned,
Open up my window,
I see the sky's still blue.

Oh, if you're hearing this,
I must have made it through.
Oh, if you're hearing this,
I see the sky's still blue.