My hands are held high
I flutter breathlessly into northern skies
and I dream
of one day seeing all those things
the things that only god has witnessed
lands of beauty and flawless remarks
the golden sun hangs daringly high in that
oxygenated field of puffy off-white clouds and baby blue
it fades to midnight one more time
just one more time
is it time to say goodbye
is it time to say goodnight
moonlit darkness becomes the sultan
the sultan of a mysterious ebony empire of nightfall
eyes closed
nightmare begins
eyes open
nightmare ends
your golden lullaby shines bright
there is someone trying to get to you
they're telling you to never let go of life