The Will to Glide

By Bruce Clifford

This is going on and on and on
The spaces from either side
Taking time out for a ride
This is going on and on and on

The days turn into a new day
The night moves on in subtle ways
All of the dreams we made
Wishing for a brand new day

This is going on and on and on
The limits from afar and distant song
Taking each moment in stride
In the wind of clouds and the will to glide

The will to glide
It’s all going down
The will to glide
In the vacuum of sound
The will to glide
In the morning air
The will to glide
Does anyone care

This is going on and on and on
Every space on the borderline
A place where time stands still
Going in for the kill

The days turn into what was
Each moment from up above
Taking each memory to survive
This world of troubles and lies

The will to glide
It’s all going down
The will to glide
In the vacuum of sound
The will to glide
In the morning air
The will to glide
Does anyone care

©7/6/2020 Bruce Clifford