and it's done
Driving through the night
down the roads of small towns
across the empty side long stores
and the far away timed sounds
the dark conceeds to the lights in front
and repeats for the earth around
and the planes in the sky lose their shine to the stars
while the rush of the dawn can't be found
Flying through the black
down the back of the world below
across the streaks of far away beings
and the times that all make it so
the air keeps the soul uplifted tight
and the winds keep the time they do
and the current of space keeps the wings fast in line
while they carry me home to you