riding a cloud, unconventional,

flying out loud, interdimensional,

run, jump, fly, come along for the ride.

I'm gonna see you on the flipside.

(chorus)

dancing in the fourth dimension,

step sideways between the particals,

there's no rain in zero gravity,

lost in thought, lost on the flipside.

alien ship, extraterrestrial,

major head trip, super fantastical,

laugh, cry, sing and spread your wings,

how off earth do you steer this thing.

(chorus)

dancing in the fourth dimension,

Fade into the crowd, stay out of sight, got to lay low in the nightmare

release your fears, wipe your tears, look to some one who won't disappear.

The secrets you hide, don't keep them inside, let them go-rethink your alibi

shadows grow, night comes slowly, don't try to guess-stick with what you know.

(Chorus) wake up, get up, stand up, think up, dream up, living in a world of the simplified nothing.

Open your eyes, pull on the disguise, the number of failures matches the tries.

I hope you enjoy this. It started with a simple idea. We are building a new garage onto our house, and the entrance to the second floor is through my room. On the first warm day of the year, I was in there and I had the windows open. the room in the first part of the story is like the incomplete upstairs of our garage. To enlarge a little, it is just plywood and boards. If you have ever seen the inside of a house or shed under construction, you'll know what this is like. i described it pretty well in the story, but that's enough of an intro. Please enjoy this.

Immersed...

Oblivious to all around me.

Captivated by my story.

Wandering...

Lost in pages of memories.

Reading, seeing, reliving moments.

I'm running away from my future.

I'm fleeing back into my past.

I'm trying to get back my memories

That I took for granted before.

Back into the past I missed.

Even before I was born.

Seeing things and people who were lost before.

Now I hold te key in my hands.

Back into the past that was.

What I missed before.

Behind me, in front of me,

Upheld in the air.

You whisper to me gently.

You are everywhere.

You are invisible,

Almost permissible.

Not quite confessible.

You are everywhere.

You are a light in the darkness,

Contrasted with blackness,

A beautiful likeness

Of God, Spirit and Son.

With his righteousness in you,

His love all around you.

There's something about you.

You are everywhere.

Not lightly I take this,

Nor heavy I make this,

Acliriana: Ack-lee-ree-ah-nah.

From Far away the desert calls

its voice like rain

"OH come back Mary o'graidha,

Back to the whispering plains

back to where the wind howls and the wolf crys

come back to Delmaria

come back to me

cried a wind as dry as souls

parched, dead, dry

return, return,

to me