Above the Canopy
Lying by the tree line trying to get back to your universe. Do you see the stars shineand wonder why, why it hurts?
Were you looking for the rainbowwhen the sun yet hadn’t breached? Although it’s not the way you dreamed, I do believe you will search for me.
I wouldn’t have believed thenif you’d told me friend: the constellations speak. But now you’ll find me lost in these faint whisperings above the canopy.
Were you looking for the eagles, when a jackdaw was in your hand? Although I’m not the way you dreamed,I do believe you will search for me.
When beyond the twilight, from their hideaways, the broken souls appear. Chanting by the tree lines,to the ancient song only they can hear:
Were you looking for a diamond, hiding in the flesh of man? Although it’s not the way you dreamed, I do believe you will search for me.