A little piece of you
   the little peace in me
   will die
   for this is not america
   blossom falls to bloom
   this season
   promise not to stare
   too long
   for this is not a miracle
   there was a time
   a storm that blew so pure
   for this could be the biggest sky
   and i could have
   the faintest idea
   snowman melting
   from the inside
   falcon spirals
   to the ground
   so bloody red
   tomorrows clouds
   a little peace of you
   the little peace in me
   will die
   for this is not america
   there was a time
   a wind that blew so young
   for this could be the biggest sky
   and i could have the faintest idea
   this could be the biggest sky
   this could be a miracle
   this could be ect.