Sky is white not blue

Sky is white not blue
Winds are dark,daylight false
Is love a lie we love to make
Or what i'm confusing for ocean just a lake
Do the winds know their destination
Do they need to stop and rest
Are they like me-just hopeless
Or unlike me do they know the right way...

Am i dancing to some tune
Or is this tune the sound my movements make
Is the life of a butterfly better than mine
Would i be content to have lived a few days
Sky is white not blue
Thats how i view it
I tell u there's nothing exactly true
Winds are dark and daylight false
There is death in me everyday
But who really cares about the cause