Once the night arrives,
Stars start to shine,
Wind is getting harsher by time,
The trees are whispering,
Howling and hissing

Wandering through the night, to a place still unkown
But this time not alone
I noticed the stars and moon, were by my side
Travelling by the wind aside

It feels like I'm one with nature
One with the air, land and sea,
As the airstreams take me to a higher place I plea,
To share my love and kindness with the world,

We aren't the same,
But still we all see..
The stars,
The sun,
And the moon,
So let my feelings, be in all what nature brings us now and soon

The next time you look up                                                                   let my love run through your veins,
Or save it even in a cup
But just don't let it be in vain

As I'm floating through the air
The night start to disappear
Stars are fading
and the sun started rising

Once the night arrives,
Stars start to shine,
Wind is getting harsher by time,
The trees are whispering,
Howling and hissing,

Wandering through the night, to a place still unkown,
But this time not alone,
I noticed the stars and the moon, were by my side
Travelling by the wind aside,
It feels like I'm one with nature
One with the air, land and sea,
As the airstreams take me to a higher place I plea,
To share my love and kindness with the world,

We aren't the same,
But still we all see...
The stars,
The sun,
The moon,
So let my feelings, be in all what nature brings us now and soon,

So the next time you look up,
Let my love run through your veins,
Or save it even in a cup,
But just don't let it be in vain,

As I'm floating through the air,
The night has start to disappear,
Stars are fading,
And the sun started rising

It is not difficult to know how to fly,
I think,
afterall!
our very atoms have flown aeons to reach and reassemble themselves here,
in this way.

Every mammal knows how to fly.
Some bacteria remember how too,
but they are a wily bunch and untrustworthy as sailors on a mid morning slop across an unwritten and unpronounceable port.

The trouble isn't KNOWING.
The trouble is GROWING.

Can't grow wings or thin, light, air-filled bones.
Can't drift upwards on the airstreams.
But you can grow upwards,
and you can fly.

The secret lies in knowing all your own reasons as to why
you want to fly.