A herd of cloud stallions thunders
Across your indigo sky
And I have died a thousand deaths
To become one of them incarnate
A flock of fiery stars swarms aloft
You wish upon a falling one
And I cast myself from heaven forth
To be your wish even for a moment
You close your eyes, the world sleeps
And you begin a dream
I hide my face behind the veil and
Pretend I am a thought therein
Then morning comes and I fade
Back into the mist
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