Flyway -- Courtyard of The Suns

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Date Posted: 18:19:49 07/21/00 Fri
Author: Daffodil Angel
Author Host/IP: spider-tr051.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.201.196
Subject: Flyway

Waiting for the sun to ascend from beyond the vast prairie,
I am waiting to glide down my flyway to my destiny,
I am yearning for the light to guide me to my home
Because I have been rambling down the same paths again, and I don�t want to be alone
I have navigated the upcoast stream, traversing lost ruins of desolate memories
I have risen with the autumn cyclone winds, thermally lifting myself to forsaken fantasies
If you can�t divulge with the compressing darkness, then you will get lost along the way
And I will never rest my wings until I have achieved my highest view, my place to stay

Floating over the front range, I can see amazonite-stained waterways
I can feel the South Platte�s current thrusting me toward vast visions of gray
They come out from the sky and then they start to scream very loud
That�s when I know the rain will fall, I want to sail above the clouds
In realms where frozen truths lie unbearable to read or even remember
In times when forgiveness is inevitable yet disconsolently sour
There are still fragments of fate that we can paste back together
It just takes some reforming of true faith to make the sweet surrender

When the change of our traditions is just like a roller-coaster ride
All of us are rapidly moving onward and onward, accelerating in time
Everything is slipping away suddenly, I can�t keep up with it
But as long as I�m standing my ground, I�m not going to call it quits
Everyone has a solitude depot deep inside of their hearts
I hop aboard this train of thought and from myself I depart
I am going to find the path I must take, I shall find my flyway
And someday I will confront it, then from there I�ll flee away

Copyright 2000
Noah Eaton
7/21/00

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