The Sky Is Just The Sky

Today’s your day and the sky is just the sky
Though there’s all kinds of ways you can look at it
And all kinds of roofs where you can sit and watch it fall
and drink wine
And all kinds of hands you can hold
And all kinds of streets you can walk
And all kinds of pillows
Where you can lay your head when the world gets you in
that way you can’t talk about
And you think and you think and you think
Then you stop thinking
So you can realize
the sky
And that there’s another head on your pillow
And another shadow on your sidewalk
And a hand reaching
And somebody pouring the wine
And there you learn to see each other
through three eyes of spirit
Three stages of wise
The sky is just the sky
The sky is more than just the sky
The sky is just the sky