Falconer

Oh glory, the sky is burning
bright and pink,
swirling like an ocean
an ocean in which you'd sink
collapse your previous perceptions
push your hand to the sky
touch the sun, feel the stars
anything is possible
when you believe
that the sky is not really so far.
Reminisce about the old days
as a Pharaoh in a throne of gold
as a prophet changing the world
as a young man behaving old.
Wiser than the years spent alive
Anubis carries your heart
the gates of destiny, fate.
This procession of men
complimented by women and child
searching for the after
holding knowledge of never ending life.
Reminisce about the old days
as a Pharaoh in a throne of gold
as a prophet changing the world
as a young man behaving old.

Oh glory, the sky is so alive...
what does it hold
perhaps our spirits
just as surely
as the ground holds the body
holds it ever so tight,
masked in the galaxy
protected by dust and light.
Reminisce about the old days
as a Pharaoh in a throne of gold
as a prophet changing the world
as a young man behaving old.
Forever and ever,
Now up we go, to birth
to the light.