I cycled home as fast I could
To feel wind blow me good,
It circled around my ears and
Lifted me up just so.
As I rounded my last corner
Each pedal that I threw
Made me feel like a nimble bird
Dancing amongst a cloud
The saddest part was when I came
To a familiar door
Which my bronzing key fit just right;
My flight had come to end.
I was a ghost in a strong, strong wind
Or so I had thought before life did begin.
Let me see through your hardened skin
A beggar forgets there’s lots to win.
I’m tired now, up against this wind
Blow me over, I’ll get back up again.
Float your heart upon a breeze
I cannot smell, I cannot squeeze.
Alight! Heart be nimble, dance within!
For you will feel again, I am the wind.
There was fear sealed inside a glass
Sparkling like a nimble angel
Until I popped the lid
And out spilled my memories
From which truth had never lived