I don't know where I'm going And I don't know where I've been
All I know is I need something, to make me whole again
Somethings are really hard to find, and some hearts are hard to mend
Wherever we could be so kind, And have our souls to rend
Somewhere there's someone speaking, with a language I can't hear
And somewhere someone's thinking, with thoughts that are not clear
Somehow I find myself wandering, wondering on my way
How the times I live and the times I die, still affect me day to day
Where devils weep and angels fall, I've seen my share of scenes
Where god is law and the devil runs free, under a sky of forgotten dreams
(It's impossible) To see what the world had done to me
(It's impossible) To know, what broken hearts don't show
(It's impossible) To feel, what emotions cannot see
(It's impossible) To fly, under a sky of forgotten dreams
It's impossible to fly... under a sky... of forgotten dreams.

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Medium: Photoshop, Wacom Tablet
Inspiration: Brainstorm, Thoughfulness

Just an old sketch upload I found wasn't in the gallery after organizing my saved files.