Space Pope is reptilian

As vast as the clear skies yet, 
there’s always clouds above 
I write them cause there’s always a cause 
so we sink back down 
and read the age of progress, 
the process of redeeming ourselves, 
throughout the years I’ve done what I can 
But time has taken my soul but my soul, 
bleeds no more 

They say, 
“J, you really seem to write it so well, 
you never show your sadness, 
but, you always write us rain.” 

If there’s no ending to beginnings then I know, 
we’re not the same