I wonder what you see, little sparrows. I wonder what you see as you look down on me, looking right back up at you. Because I see black silhouettes spinning across the azure sky. It's so bright blue and you are so vibrantly.... Alive.
Do you look down on us? Spinning across this green field as we practice our drills? Do you hear us and the music that I'm playing just for you? The music that I am playing just for this day and how beautiful I see that it will be?
And do I look, to you, like I am, perhaps alive?
Do you look down on us? Spinning across this green field as we practice our drills? Do you hear us and the music that I'm playing just for you? The music that I am playing just for this day and how beautiful I see that it will be?
And do I look, to you, like I am, perhaps alive?
Mostly you look like: not a worm. And that's a bit disappointing...
ReplyDeleteNot a worm, but definitely alive!!!
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