You're on the wire, confused with all these thoughts
Slipping around… I know it flows clear, floats
Around in your head. What brings you up here to see,
The solid possibility, to rise, to rise… to be with you
All I need is patience.. patience… levitation

What brings you, my sweet friend,
Up to the line, you land here, in the sky, with an elevated mind
All I need to rise above, is patience
Rising in mind, and you grow by design, and you bellow with pride
To lift, to rise, to sound