
Higher
In the view of the long line
I lived many times
And I was many people
On a chain
Made of light
If you look
From the place
With no time
You’ll see
That nothing ever happened
and yet
The sun keeps rising
Higher and higher.
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Higher
In the view of the long line
I lived many times
And I was many people
On a chain
Made of light
If you look
From the place
With no time
You’ll see
That nothing ever happened
and yet
The sun keeps rising
Higher and higher.

There was a thought
And very soon emotions gathered
In no time
The wind will chase them all away
But we will still be blinded
By the light they had.