Caressed by the blue arms of the sky
sliding through his fingers
I open my wings embracing all that exists
Thundering through the rarefied air
angel falling in a sea of sin
I am craving for the land beneath me
In a gravity boom, dancing in my bird shaped dress
I hunt the adrenaline seconds till blast
Here we are, gently soaring now
Across all our fears
The discerning lyricist and musicologist might detect resonances of style and phrasing that might remind one of Carole King and Joni Mitchell ?
Just a simply coincidence…Thank you, Louis Kasatkin!