Connected to the Stars,
and to the Space in-between.
Searching for out souls,
but can they be seen?
A black veil,
pulled over our eyes.
But it is expected,
negativity wears a clever disguise.
A coat and a tie,
black shoes, and a hat.
He knows where he's going,
but does he know where he's at?
Look up to the sky!
Look down to the ground!
Your spirit calls to you,
but you can't hear the sound.
Break free from the chains,
from the toil, from the despair.
It's only "stuff" you'll be losing.
Is it really too much to bare?
Imagine how far you'll go,
and the places you'll see,
and the connections you'll make,
like this one, with me.
Picture yourself as a thread,
and Life as the Loom.
You can be as big as the planets,
or as small as a mushroom.
Nov 18, 2010
Nov 18, 2010 at 6:03 PM UTC
Connected to the Stars,
and to the Space in-between.
Searching for out souls,
but can they be seen?
A black veil,
pulled over our eyes.
But it is expected,
negativity wears a clever disguise.
A coat and a tie,
black shoes, and a hat.
He knows where he's going,
but does he know where he's at?
Look up to the sky!
Look down to the ground!
Your spirit calls to you,
but you can't hear the sound.
Break free from the chains,
from the toil, from the despair.
It's only "stuff" you'll be losing.
Is it really too much to bare?
Imagine how far you'll go,
and the places you'll see,
and the connections you'll make,
like this one, with me.
Picture yourself as a thread,
and Life as the Loom.
You can be as big as the planets,
or as small as a mushroom.
Written by Blake Franklin Satter.