If I Catch the Wind Maybe I Can Fly

A mission of, reconnaissance

I’m not in this, its nonsense

Its dark inside, the wind I miss

You won’t catch me now

I’m in a different bliss

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A walk outside and I react again

Disguised among you it makes amends

The ego descends and the body flies

Simply sigh and it’s over friend

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Twenty hour drive willing to sit and contemplate

The infinite pattern and the way my eyes dilate

When Nietzche talks and the Golden Ones sin

And when the beat picks up and when the beat gives in

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Would you leave it all behind?

Would you let it all be decided by the chaotic whim?

A new story begins in the scene you behold

Go back far enough, even the universe unfolds

Quiet your worries let it all unwind

Stifle your weakness, let go and just fly

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From suburb prospect to street creeper

The silent weeper steps again into his darkness

Atop the mountain, honestly

I lost myself too cleverly