Seagull - Ride

My eyes are sore my body weak

My throat is dry I cannot speak

My words are dead

Falling like feathers to the floor

Falling like feathers to the floor

You gave me things I'd never seen

You made my life a waking dream

But we are dead

Falling like ashes to the floor

Falling like ashes to the floor

Definitions confine thoughts they are a myth

Words are clumsy language doesn't fit

But we know there's no limit to thought

We know there's no limits

Now it's your turn to see me rise

You burned your wings now watch me fly

Above your head

Looking down I see you far below

Looking up you see my spirit glow