1251
above all
we are already nowhere
time is to come and elapsed
carry it like small change
and never know what clock
stars are painted
seas all tug
turn the world to where we wish
half way home, up in the air
how sleeplessly we dream
at what pace
propel and parachute
or fall
sun up again
and with us now
we are already nowhere
come for love
remember so we’re here
we’re home
some days cannot be called so
but wordlessly we rise, go down
think we must have dreamt so far
how dreamlessly we sleep!
it’s an act of will to be gone
shutters are up for landing
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