Parasol (deep sky)

I'm deep into a song now- I think it'll turn out well
I'll sing it to you if you ask me how it felt
To see my true love (with eyes of shattered glass)
Pull silk ribbons tightly down her back

As we fall into a glass of wine
I recall the dream I had last night: A breathtaking view
(Of) kaleidoscope skies that collide with the sea
A horizon abloom with hyacinth blue and pink
And you with your parasol: Like a halo behind your head
Into white lace, the Sun begins to set

If we fall from this height we will die
But that fear falls easy from my mind
And turns into the joy I knew when I was a child
The Sun will surely rise in the morning- wait and see
I'll write something new, so vivid that the world can see
The Moon as your parasol (like a halo behind your head)
And through white lace, the Sun is sending us to bed

And we fall asleep to the sunrise
Curtain call, or daylight's compromise
An abstraction of you was the best I could do
At least this time