5.08.2009

Crazy as it sounds

Crazy as it sounds
time has no space
today is tomorrow
and tomorrow is yesterday.

Crazy as it sounds
away from the city
as the crow flies
where the clouds die
lie spirits of another existence.

Ghosts encircle my head
shielding my eyes
from the light
from the blinding lightning
but the noose is tightening
dimming my sight.

Ghosts pick up my spirits
showing me the path unfamiliar
waters part
open hearts
revealing the rainbow's end.

Crazy as it sounds
soaring above terra firma
is as close to heaven
as heaven can be.

Crazy as it sounds
down below the crust
underneath the desert dust
is as close to hell
as hell can be.

Pick me up dust me off shove me forward
I can take it I have seen the future and the past
I can lead stand next to you or follow
Be the guide-on or be the last.

Ghosts encircle my head
shielding my eyes
from the light
from the blinding lightning
but the noose is tightening
dimming my sight.

Ghosts pick up my spirits
showing me the path unfamiliar
waters part
open hearts
revealing the rainbow's end.

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