Charlie was a message from a higher place. Waiting for delivery could see it in his face. Charlie was a cloud layer held a mountain in his hands. Flew like a raindrop didn't like to land.
There's a story I'd like you to listen to. About a lady and a broken bird. Broken by the hammer. You took it so hard. You hardly said a word. . Sending them back over the lines.
On the one side, truth towers like a cliff. On the other side, love dangles by a thread. And here is a climber who cannot find his eyes. And a falling woman wishing she was dead.