Western Horizon

Eyes are barely breathing

Lungs are counting backwards

The roof is off the ceiling

I go flying after

We float away

We blow away

In the city drifting

Quacks all on the sidewalk

Another day of living

Traced around with lines of chalk

We blow away

We go away

We’re falling

In and out of space

You’re farther than you know the way

I see the western horizon

Disappear in lightning

Like a flash I’m dying

Fade away, fade away