There's someone saying that he's found
both streets of gold and higher ground
but all I see is empty air.
That's not where I want to be bound
A woman with her eyes afire,
free as the birds up on the wire
but something's tangled in her hair,
she says that she can take me higher
I know the feel of flying stuff
when smoke and blues come off the cuff
but even though such times are rare
they still don't take me high enough
Below the clouds a flock of birds,
a message in unspoken words.
I don't see why I have to care.
From here the meaning is obscured
You look and turn your head around
but you're still stuck back on the ground.
You'd find me but you don't know where.
From way up there I'm looking down
Rough cut video posted to YouTube 4/22/12. Click here to watch the video.