Hearts are burning worlds are turning . What does it all mean ?

Hard of hearing , watching fury just reminds us of the same .

Art is flowing no ones knowing , thier face against the wall .

Blinded with ribbons and seasons changing , it's so sad to see them fall .

Broken bottle under my feet , while I listen to sounds from the street .

Captured , cozy , simply unknowing , what happened to it all ?

The sun is rising hopefully finding a reason to stand tall .

Do you see it ? Do you see it now ? All of the faces in the clouds ?

With blue and yellow , tints of green ,! with transparent eye lids it's all unseen .

There he stand he's sweet and free , is there room out there for me ?

Orange and yellow , purple too , This feels like a dream come true .

Lost in swirling number webs , there is so much left unsaid

Again it will rise with chances of many , sometimes it costs just a few pennies .