I love the feeling when we lift up
watching the world so small below
I love the dreaming when i think of
the saftey in the clouds out my window
I wonder what keeps us so high up
could there be a love beneth these wings
or keep very quite and cling to my mouth as I'm crying
so frightend of dying
relax yes im trying
this fear's got a hold on me
Floating neither up or down i wonder when I'll hit the ground
Well the earth beneth my body shake
and cast your sleeping hearts awake
could it tremble stars from moon light skies
Could it drag a tear from your cold eyes
I live on the right side i sleep in the left
thats why everything's got to be love or death
Yes this fear's got a hold on me
----
On the cusp of vessel 18
A look of terror in our eyes
The moonlight licked the face of danger
Innocence made us like soldiers
Untouchable and golden
The quilt of darkness dotted with our teardrops
I know you're sad i'm leaving
So this may hurt a little
But girl look from your window late tonight
You think my heart is frozen
While yours is slowly grieving
You'll see the boy you loved start burning in the sky
We were a dozen to the project
With a galaxy of questions
And all we heard was lies about the truth
No choice but be obedient
Like prisoners of war
Caught on the wrong side of morality and youth
We thought about our loved ones
Tallied 50 on our foreheads
With the pen your mother gave me in the spring
The sun beat at the windows
Within an hour james had cracked
Left the ship and died still clinging to the wings
----
I broke down in horror at you standing there
The glow from the moon
Shone through cracks in your hair.
I shouted with passion,
"I love you so much"
But feeling my skin, it was cold to the touch.
You whispered "where are you?"
I questioned your doubt
But soon realised, you were talking to God now
I looked in the mirror
But something was wrong.
I saw you behind but my reflection was gone.
There was smoke in the fireplace
As white as the snow.
A voice beckoned gently
'Now it's time to go'
A requiem played as you begged for forgiveness
"Don't touch me!" I screamed
"I've got unfinished business"
(LINDO LINDO LINDO!)
