I suposses what it was is real

because there-in I supposes

what it was is real

I unwrapped the black mirror

when I think about it

a glimpse it might delight me

I still can in haste

remember the chase to exist

so just watch us get along

all said and done

hearing the way I know them

afar across the space

moving away pulling loosely

at a thread joyously felt

but steady goes up here or there

glows together kindness

holds still closer although blues above

they were their grace

for rights and inner tears over

are running and blowing pass time

and no-one, no-one does

within this unsupported reason reach

O' mighty sparrow

O' blossoms in the dust

besides me as madness is vastness

as you go by kept so early more high

oppressively but not-so free

while I can throw a little bit

in the sky and I sigh

for all the rest asides

and here it comes again

we could saw a wooden mast fall

in a strong wind it could be the worst

what do you think

at first seeing the entrance stands 

to what we're doing

and that is this thought in my room

disquiets and strives

and some magic bags soon appears

as stars in my arms

inside of papers memories loom

as the sharpish tooth was on it all

as an wanton moon wanes

complains, turns low, burns cool

near me a surface of bright water

I unwrapped the black mirror

afterwards following but not so free

gladly you and me big and lonely

in things a-drift within the tides

and here-said by the words go

of the wild and free

with air and your stuff in the words there

that losses their feeling

no comparing the wisdom

and the signs of care

from everybody's living and trying

and we're back that's

where we was for

much worse or for all better

to having everybody's arriving

at infinity's corridors

that had stopped winds weakened soars

by reaching the top

leaving, needing, leading ashore

some strength might recover

upon sands of stepping stones

out of order waking up rebellious

we're seeking exits stage left/p>

catching up next

on the path to new dawns

outward bound floating and not-so roses

gladly on a big and lonely boat soonest rowing our oars over nights by oaths

rowing our oars over nights by oaths spoken

aways off the ground

pouring at once

passing me plenty

showing down the streets swells

seeking more is it

in words flowing else-worlds gone

the midnight is special

reciting yours only

taking on forever

we're the situation loud

we call out against

in nonsense that losses its stance

and no-one, no-one does chance

within this unsupported reason reach

O' mighty sparrow

O' blossoms in the dust

to right something wrong

I can get around fast

for your answers goes deeper

down the streets

and yet not-so far off us

a branch weeps in the cold