Falling Up

October 8, 2009
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There is a place
Where the road ends
And where magic begins

Where screams are whispers
And whispers are songs

Where nightmares are butterflies
And dreams are reality

So come and join me
Take my and I shall
Whisk you away to see

We will fly hand in hand
Through this little world of mine
Falling up through clouds
Leaping down into rain
And spinning ‘round between snow flakes

But hush and stay quiet
As to not scare the magic away
For it is a small fickly little thing

So remember when in a car or on a bike
Rather walking or skating
At any moment you can fall up
Into the clouds
And drop into my little world
Of fickle magic

And don’t forget to be silent
As you let it dance around you

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