Rollin' down the highway
In the sky way-
Seeing the point
So high in the line
And I see, finally,
The philosophy
Deep inside of me
Swimming in my dreams...
My mind in the clouds
And up here I see you
Doing a backstroke, too.
I wave slightly with my fingers
And you return the gesture.
We float on.
Then, I descend,
Close to land once again
Different now.
New from the changes
I spied in the sky.
Feet on the ground
I go.
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