Wipe away all signs of wear
Will these be the good years?
It’s in the clouds coursing with water
Waiting to come down
Dreaming itself soaking the ground
No, I am not too far away
lam not too far away
lam not too far away
Am I not too far away?
I am not too far away
lam not too far away
Am I not too far away?
I am not too far away
Hanging low, the steady little evening star
Still shining in the morning
It’s in the leaves that nurse on the branches
How do they let go?
Waltzing the air, holding a pose
I am collapsing so slowly
You’ll never see me falling
I catch myself looking down
My hands, they brace for the ground
No rush of air, no tilted sky
Just standing still, wondering if I’ve arrived
Or am I too far away?
I’m not too far away