Bluebird Lullabies

I walk the roads silently
Waiting for the dawn to bring
A sound
The night is quietly passing by
As the sun it starts to slowly rise
Bringing the soft cries
Of the bluebird lullabys

My world is spinning backwards
Light is dark and darkness light
The way
As the day is creeping by
The moon it starts to scream its battle cry
Bringing the timeless memories
Of all we've yet to be

Time is a yet a mystery
A piece of scattered secrecy
Hid away
Piece by piece we follow
Through the cold and rosy mist
A wayward path leading to
The darkened light abyss