Cloak Of The Clouds

Ive never seen a sky so embedded with the dust,
of a star that seemed its way through the
Cloak Of The Clouds.


He made his way through the tunnel, and the tunnel made its way across the light.
Though the light made waves, the waves were time.
Now time moves always, so now the man can
walk forever.


The guns were still,
him, misty in wallow.
No one can match his will,
the guns were still.
Like a cowboy facing arrow,
him misty in wallow.
Upon strike they invade the hill,
the guns were still.
Him misty in wallow.