My eyes are sore, my body weak,
My throat is dry, I cannot speak
My words are dead,
Falling like feathers to the floor
You gave me things I'd never seen,
You made my life a waking dream
But we are dead,
Falling like ashes to the floor
Definitions confine thoughts, they are a myth,
Words are clumsy, language doesn't fit
But we know there's no limit to thought,
We know there's no limits
Now it's your turn to see me rise,
You burned your wings, now watch me fly,
Above your head
Looking down I see you far below,
Looking up you see my spirit glow