You are the sign of a pleasant evening
Layers on top of the layer cake
Who wants to eat when we'd rather fly
Into the purple pinkish wisp
Can you tell me how we got here
Do we deserve all that is nigh
Perfect was never on the menu
Until the yellow went down blue
Loving is outside what we know
But fleeting these skies reminder glow
Later than ever we might make it
Don't generalize what we could be
Milling around the stationary
Orbit we drew when the sun went down
Call out to the rest and please don't leave
The best is a minute down the wind
You are the sign of a pleasant evening
We are the layers of tonight
Neither will eat we'd rather fly
Into the purple pinkish wisp
Roman Ryan 