As you fall through the air.
Free, alone without a care.

Dreaming the dream of you alone.
Dreaming of the new place to call home.

Zipping through all the clouds.
Over the cities like shrouds.

Getting closer and closer to home.
not feeling like I'm all alone.

Knowing it all ends somehow
so I shouldn't worry now.

I know I have nothing to fear.
Knowing somehow it's all clear.

Feeling the ripples over my skin.
Getting closer to all of my kin.

Feeling the momentum deep inside.
This feeling of joy I can't hide.

The rush of contact is explosive.
Reacting with the close and relative

Now I am one with all my kin
and we are the start and the end.

Dropping from the sky, riding the clouds.
covering the sun with our shrouds.

So is my dream only a teardrop fantasy
or is it all just my sanctuary reality?

01/12/2002

Posted on 01/12/2002
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