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on pathways in the sky
bending to smell
memories in clouds
i know i sound high
high right up there
where stillness can be broken
only by insistent summons of my name
like a child woken up
like a child woken up
from deep slumber i resist
but i shouldn't miss
but i shouldn't miss
the hope bus
and then it begins
the sound of humans
crackling without pause
you talk and i hear
you talk and i hear
i nod and mumble
i am still up there
i am still up there
walking the blue ribbon
a childish thought; is this it ?
a childish thought; is this it ?
no. this is us today, now, this moment
you don't know this yet
you are me, i am you
there will be the other moments
still riding the hope bus
i am here back
in this cacophony for us
will you catch up with me today?
we will be okay
when someday together we
hum a leaf from love
we will listen like love itself
we wont need to walk the blue ribbons
or smell the clouds
we will walk the earth
will you catch up with me today?
we will be okay
when someday together we
hum a leaf from love
we will listen like love itself
we wont need to walk the blue ribbons
or smell the clouds
we will walk the earth
scented and iridescent like flowers
our eyes in each others palms
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