Time,
She skips and falls slowly.
No matter if you're in the heavens
Or waiting lowly in the fields.
Lines,
that seems to be drawn clearly
Of scriptures in the sand.
In with the tide they disappear.
Love and i,
Draw circles in the sky.
Cut them out,
Reveal the light behind.
Chasing dreams in the forest.
Relieve what came before us.
The mysteries we've found.
That light again we fly.
We look back to deny,
Our eyes.
Swiftly onto paradise.