The Walk (Part II)

Close your eyes it's all around you And now the wires are all too tight I've fallen look around you I'm the lore you learned today I took a turn in my way And I shook the tide The plane is but a speck And Prevot has a gun One bullet two men The sky is white Feels like a magic carpet Come fly a dying man His shoulders are like ice-capped Mountains in the sand Curve of the horizon is feminine so then These eyes do not see anymore Close your eyes it's all around you The heat's a blanket of decay Spirits dancing all around you Clouds are coral hazy grey I'm the one to survive this Soul is curled up tight The plane is but a spec And Prevot has a gun One bullet two men The sky is white Feels like a magic carpet A wish for a dying man His shoulders are like ice-capped Mountains in the sand Curve of the horizon is primitive man So we do not speak anymore Close your eyes now It's all around you And you feel the wires are all too tight If I know there'll be no back home Beyond beyond into unknown Pour it through your hand Here's a map of the land The horizon And the bird so golden Feels like a magic carpet Come fly a dying man The long haul back In no direction And no one knows we're ok And the curve of the horizon A masterpiece Survival on adrenaline it's over soon Doesn't everyone have their own walk to walk Doesn't everyone