Psalm 323

Watch....how he docks and wings away from satellites
Stretches.....come, head south
Spreading out
Growing, growing
I'm growing longer
So fingertips touches the glittering skies
And the toes are in the math
Toes are in the math
Himself
Every stab
Every stand
Everyone
He is gone
I am gone
Everyone is gone
Listen to the connection above the sky
And connected down under
Himself
Every stab
Every field
Every farm
He is gone
I am gone
Everyone is....
Everyone is gone