Jul 2017
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...
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.
