Lying Flight

I'm done crying over you
need to get on with my life
live in the moment and leave
yesterday's goodbyes in
my memory's eyes.

It's a neat little lie
I've got wrapped up
around my little heart.
Something to dress up
the drab garb of
humble little sighs.

Stuck in a tornado with
the winds of change loosed.
Kind of leaves me wondering
where they'll see proper
to set me down at last.