Here comes the great soaring eagle of my life
I am made of the sky, and I am the air
Always wanting something higher
My feet hold me here
My mind does not
I am a great exhale
A light melody and then a dark one
Maybe this version of my life is just a movie set facade
Let’s push it over and disappear
I’ll hold onto the angel wings placed on my doorstep as

My dreams call out to me