I take care under the single-eyed gaze, And scour every shadow For even with the Moon as my witness, The dark-bred evil is committed still... Though every breeze gentles me into false security, I know that I'm watched - by others too.
Space. A punishment and a gift to young love. A trial and a freedom to test these new bonds And to forge them stronger... Or else expose the frailty of it.
To choose or carve your paths: Accept the support of the kindred Who will not burden you with their expectations And seek that perfect simplicity, that teaches: Take what you must, Give all you can And it is enough.
Is a moment of suspense. Hanging like a cloud at 75,000 feet, Knowing I have touched the sky. Then spying the stars, I know the endless scope of dreams And feel infinite.