Far away, how far away?
How far away is,
How far away is
The truest way to be?
How far away is
Humans living like birds,
Flying and singing
The truest words?
How far away is wisdom, the fire,
That consumes all that’s not needed?
How far away is wisdom, like a fire,
Consuming all we are done with?
All we are done with,
All we are done with.
Like birds we will fly,
Like birds we will carry
Only a little twig for our nest.
Like birds we will fly,
Like birds we will sing,
We will carry only what is needed
When we fall through,
Into the future, true.
How far away?
How far away?
A wolf with wings
Lives inside me.
Feathered wings
Spreading through my chest,
He throws back his head
And all he has said
Is beauty.
All he has said,
“Truth is beauty.”
And his sound,
It grows inside me,
The vaulted ceilings of my ribs.
His sound, it grows
Inside me,
The vaulted ceilings of my mind.
His notes, they find,
They find the biggest part of me,
The grand, grandest part of me.
Oh, I let them,
I let them fill me,
Till I know that I
Was born to sing,
Was born to bring,
Was born to bring forth
All this beautiful sound.
Oh, beautiful sound,
How far away?
Not far from here,
But close inside,
Around my heart,
The vaulted ceiling of my mind.
Not far from here,
The moment, here,
The breath that grows
And flows, here.
Go, and grow.
