you're on the wire, confused with all these thoughts
slipping around… I know it flows clear, floats
around in your head. What brings you up here to see,
the solid possibility, to rise, to rise… to be with you
all I need is patience.. patience… levitation
what brings you, my sweet friend,
up to the line, you land here, in the sky, with an elevated mind
all I need to rise above, is patience
rising in mind, and you grow by design, and you bellow with pride
to lift, to rise, to sound
