Let’s add the texture to the harmless pause or gesture.
That it’s done when there was not one gives it gravitas and punch.
I bite my hands ‘cause it’s too much.
So you see I made a gesture. Is it more or something less than all the Deep emotions buried at the bottom of the sea?
And as we raise it we will sing its melody.
Its blaze is strong. Its rays are long.
It’s bubbling now. It’s out of control.
Its powers arise to explode in the air.
From the floor of the ocean it rose to the sky,
As a hovering canopy ready to fly.
While the old man goes right on living so afraid he will die.
To prevent that, he takes extra notice of the clouds in the sky.
While the old man goes right on living
He must be doing something right.
While the old man is extra cautious,
We’re a-blaze in the night.
Through the moon light, in the noon light,
As we dance under your love light.
Through the moon light, in the noon light,
As we’re dancing for your love.
You give the context to my odd array of syntax carved in sand,
Etched in an anchor dredging sea-weed from the deep.
Some bulbs grow brighter as we sleep.
In the dark we go our own way. If we hold on we're arriving as a team.
Floaters connecting with the universal stream.
We run a spectrum in the flash before we scream.
Our goal is won. We still have fun.
We're out of our suits. The atmosphere hits.
We have to believe, it will let us survive.
There's a range in the spectrum in which we are kissed.
It's a limited register where we exist!
From the floor of the ocean we rose to the sky,
As a hovering canopy ready to fly.
Where we once lived - - is a haunted palace full of anger and fight.
Where the old ones being extra cautious made us blaze in the night.
While our old home is Martian wasteland where we can’t breath the air.
There’s a new home with a healthy balance. We will reconvene there.
In the moon light in the noon light, as we dance under your love light
In the moon light, in the noon light, as we’re dancing for your love.
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