Falling Skies

The sky is continuously falling behind closed eyes
Each a dying streak across these solumn sands of time
One after another, raining flashes for the blind
The stars shown so bright even if for a fraction in my mind
Draining eternity of distaster, it'll happily be mine
I'll rewrite beauty if I have to and I'll leave it in the skies
At the end of all worlds, captured and defined