Flying

Obvious, it was
The mother pointing: "Wake up!" sad clown
Lose that frown and plunge
The grace has not ceased to exist

Are you still on solid ground with
Almonds in the palm of your hand

Come forward, my victim, my ally
Forget the trouble that lies ahead, look

Lilac is the nightly vision
The trees are shaking, pushing me
Enter, my love, into the shadow
But you make your way to the exit below

How can we come to terms
With the material afloat



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastien Kellner
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