Oh, the Sky! Songtext
von Dear Reader

A bed in a box and the sheets tucked in tight
She sits on the edge, tries her best to sit upright
Her eyes full of water but not full of tears

Oh, the sky is in mourning
All the clouds are asleep
Her eyes full of water but not full of tears

She watches the hands on the clock space the years
The window is splintered with bent metal blinds

Oh, the sky is an ocean
All the clouds are a fleet

Oh, the sky is a warning
All the birds will repeat

The saint in the painting is fetching her home
His arms are outstretched and he′s beckoning, "Come"
It rattles the blinds as it shatters the window


Oh, the sky is an ocean
All the clouds are a fleet

Oh, the sky is a warning
All the birds will repeat

Everything you had the privilege to hold
Lay on the side of the road
Everything you had the privilege to hold
Lay on the side of the road
Everything you had the privilege to hold
Lay on the side of the road
Everything you had the privilege to hold
Lay on the side of the road

Oh, the sky is an ocean
All the clouds are a fleet
Oh, the sky is a warning
All the birds will repeat