Strength of the mind, willing and able.
Clutching the brittle ground, I am the cable,
That holds, that holds, that holds, that holds,
That holds you down.
Invisible force, your regiments thinned.
I have no master, I am the wind,
That moves, that moves, that moves, that moves,
That moves your ship.
My body spreads seeds to the world,
And I never would have thought it would be,
Over all the heads of all I know.
Rapture abounds as I lick my plate clean.
My tongue is a flame that burns blue and green,
As the smoke rises up from,
Celestial star, philistine spirit -
I'll play you a song even though you can't hear it,
For I know exactly,
What you are.
And I know one day we will,
Exist on the same plane.
But for now I'll continue to fly above.
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