Dark Skies, Bright Eyes

The darkest sky above
How beautiful it is
The clearest view of the things I love
I could make the longest list

The constellations of the glowing dots
That I could point out for hours
Who cares about the ticking clock
As I sit atop my concrete tower

An escape from reality
As I imagine
From this world I flee
And to the moon and back I've been

No smoke in the air
Peaceful as can be
As I look above
This is where I breath