Fly away to the sky,
Leave your memories behind,
Embrace the panic of the flesh,
Know the world you are to approach,
Be my guest, enjoy your new wealth.
In a world far away,
Yet close to your soul,
Banished and beckoned the same.
A ladder that climbs so high,
Clouds that falter as you near,
Water washes away your dreams,
And lives out your fantasies,
Be our guest, enjoy the new found.
Distant playground here,
Bars that are within reach,
Fallen onto the soft grass below.
There is no light of day,
The is no dark of night,
No shadows of sunset,
No eerie glow of morningrise,
Be your guest, in your own mind.