You stare out in yellow eyes larger than my mind
 In viscous pools of joy, relaxing, we glide
 It's all too beautiful for my mind to bear
 And as we shimmer into sleep, something's unshared
 But, seeing the flower that was there yesterday
 A tear forms just behind the soft peace of your shades
 The world's too lonely for a message to slip
 But between the dying rails of peace you trip
 The petals that were blooming are just paper in your hand
 Your eyes, which were clear in the night, are opaque as you stand
 It was too beautiful for it to last
 These visions shimmer and fade out of the glass
 The petals that were blooming are just paper in your hand