Another Perspective

Can you imagine, like a world unknown
Where the skies are surpassed, in limits as you go
Can you reach out and grab onto a shooting star tonight
Hold it close like a baby’s heart, and recognize delight?

Is there an after, to the afterlife we see
Seeing is believing, so what can you believe
As the eagle flies, he may scan the world so free and sound
But how can we soar when our feet don’t leave the ground?

A vision so unbending when scrying through the glass
If our life is in the hands of the future why do we dwell on the past?
A vendetta on our on behalf, a true enemy or false friend do we know?
Do your troubles fly away when the wild wind blows?





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