Altitude

When we lifted off the ground

We lifted up a veil of hesitation

And stared down on souls that crossed our line

Of sight, of sound, of intuition.



Give me wings, my careless friend

Help me climb the cloudless skies and kill the lights

Sweet flower bed, lift me up and pass me round

For altitude's irrelevant



We sheered to left and broke to right

Knew not what lay there worth avoiding

We made our marks, yet left no trace

And were revered for what we were to them



Give me wings, my careless friend

Help me climb the cloudless skies and kill the lights

Sweet flower bed, lift me up and pass me round

For altitude's irrelevant



Kill the lights, sweet flower bed

Kill the taste of my sunset



Give me wings, my careless friend

Help me climb the cloudless skies and kill the lights

Sweet flower bed, lay me down and pass me round

For altitude's bitterly irrelevant



Live it intensely

Drag me down with you

Experience profoundly

Drag me down with you