Your heart will now fly from the shackles of your life to the limits of the sky by the warmth of your love
for I knew that one day sure you'd find your way to something pure the horizons you've been waiting for
and now... I strain my sight as I see you ascend towards that which is your right a freedom forevermore...
Ascend onto the moonlight. The only thing pure enough to define your spirit. Maybe the musings of the crazed can one day find its place within the minds of the many. It's very rarely that a gaze can invoke that kind of emotion. ...Even if only seen through circuit and glass.