To The Winds

Dusty toes walking
Seasons changing
All smoke and a stage set
My hands and the veins bursting

Give me
give me some air
some grass to walk on
and a shinning sun
and I promise
these eyes would never shut
never

Burning toes
days and nights
watching through the
windows of
what it could do
and how it could now too run

No nothing from heaven
required
just this heaven about
I wonder that it
yet makes me laugh
and my toes
dusty
burning
light as a feather
walking in to
the winds