the one who got a nomad soul...
The scene becomes clear, the setting a small darkened hill
a million stars gleam above, the wind blows without chill
there are small signs of society but the mood wont be killed
I can brood undisturbed, the space beside me unfilled...
Deeply I sigh, watching the glowing sky
a small glowing cloud lazily floats by
lazily I stand, deciding I can fly
amazingly I do,
now I'm too amazed to die