Monday, December 8, 2008

3. flight and a feather

Away forever, a flight and feather,
fire in the eyes of the bride!
May fate punish us, in accordance,
for our crimes, indiscretions
against something we never did believe in
in the first place, by their own right?
To be again... Don't wait for daylight,
we'll fade in the dawn
on this open plain, rolling on.
The clouds keep no secrets from our eyes.
We'll join them soon, rolling on...
Endlessly on... after we float up...

Away forever, a flight and feather,
love in the eyes of the bride!
May her smile see us through ascension,
to new heights, and may we see her
in everything, forever, that we fly over?
From that first day, in a new light,
to see it all below seem so right:
a small house, an open field,
miles of highway, stretching on.
With the clouds there's no contempt for life,
in the end there's calm, rolling on...
Endlessly on... as we float up...

Away forever, a flight and feather,
life in the eyes of the bride!

Love and life, all for the bride!
A life lived for the love of the bride!