What That Hero Left Behind

What That Hero Left Behind

The trees are the fractures
Of the sky,
When it all breaks
We fall down and die

One lighter and one hope
Is all I’ve got,
Oh they turned the blue off
And took a shot,

There goes my hero, in music,
I dream,
Oh I saw his face
And started to scream,

Not out of bliss, but horror,
I know,
Who knew the hero, would kill me,
Slow

Yes, the lighter’s failing,
And the tears are drawn,
You see, Mr. Hero,
We’re dead, but not gone.