So near, never too far away
Sometimes I feel like I could just reach out and touch you
Like a slow gear constantly pulling me
further away from the man that I wanna be
The ascending arc of a flying fish sprung from the dark
Inspired and glistening, brief shimmering thoughts on the wind
Feeling gossamer, feather-like
Tumbling thunderheads crash in the night
Reeling, losing illusion of flight
Down 'till I suffer in
The ascending arc of a flying fish sprung from the dark
Inspired and glistening, brief shimmering thoughts on the wind
So near, never too far away
Like a slow gear, constantly pulling me further away
