Tall Enough to See

Is the world coming down?
All I can see is crumbling bits of the sky.
Is the world collapsing in now?
Or am I finally just tall enough to notice?

Is everything caving in like the shaft of a mine?
Is the world as cruel as it seems?
Are all the lights and candles forbidden to shine?
Or are they just dim enough for the dark to consume them?

Do silver porcelain hearts really shatter everyday?
Why are we all drowning in pain?
It seems so sudden, the gloom and dismay,
but maybe I know enough to see it now.

Don't you ache for each other?
Cause I feel that I do.
Maybe i'm just too vulnerable for my own good.

Maybe the eyes of innocence are tinted with roses and greens,
Maybe the colors slowly fade away.
With each year, a new pain to be seen.
Maybe, just maybe, I've thrown away the hues,
only to see the world as it really is.

So if the world is really such an abyss of despair,
If the world only views each it's own,
Maybe there's no chance to fix or repair,
But I believe in a flood of light yet to be shown.