my vision is my story that you can read.
falling out of space
(seems like flying)
from here all i can see is a bright light
as i fall (fly) my heart rises through
my chest. now it's close to my eyes.
the view from up here reminds me of New York
on a five o'clock morning. beautiful, yet loud
busy, yet i can see myself and only me.
falling out of space
(seems like flying)