i stare up at the black sky with dots of light
i see the trees reaching out to touch the flatness
are those really balls of fire so many miles away
am i really as small as i feel right now
the greatness of it all makes me want to create
something beautiful
i long for the immortality of doing
something
i close my eyes and open them again
hoping that i can see deeper into the night
the distance i travel into my mind
is like the blackness up above me
the greatness of it all makes me want to create
something beautiful
i long for the immortality of doing
something
quiet presses in and blends with the noise of my thoughts
silence and screaming dreams compete for my attention
i grasp reality briefly but it’s lost again
closing the distance
between me and out there
the greatness of it all makes me want to create
something beautiful
i long for the immortality of doing
something
something
something






