Blackbird Sky It's Time
The days are growing darker the light is getting dim
Trying to survive it but my chances are getting slim
Knowing truth from liars and finding where I've been
Vision of a savior is blurry to the eye
Not enough assurance of what is mine is really mine
I feel the rage of boiling it scares me everytime
Time to heal your wounds
Underneath the bed
You'll be dreaming soon
Dreaming of the end
And understand
What is real to you
For it's time
We smile to hide the hurting and brush off all the pain
Never get to close to feel it, never hurt again
Until it raises up its head and bites us once again
Time to heal your wounds
Underneath the bed
You'll be dreaming soon
Dreaming of the end
And understand
What is good to you
For it's time
