coming back to life -once more again.

where were you, when i was burned and broken? while the days slipped by from my window watching; where were you, when i was hurt and i was helpless? because the things you say and the things you do surround me... while you were hanging yourself on someone else's words, dying to believe in what you heard... i was staring straight into the shining sun; lost in thought and lost in time, while the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted, outside the rain fell dark and slow while i pondered on this dangerous but irresistible past-time... i took a heavenly ride through one silence, i knew the moment had arrived for killing the past and coming back to life. i took a heavenly ride through our silence, i knew the waiting had begun and headed straight... into the shining sun.

and i am learning to fly once more again.