Deep blue skies and moonstone flash,
Whither went my dreams, old friend
‘Till I remembered you?
How small my place on ground would seem,
‘Till I looked up to your boundless veils
Your brazen clouds, crisp knights of air
How bound I might feel on this dim land,
‘Till I saw the burning sapphire above
Where to launch my soul so high and free
And the winds, they charge to endless days,
Soft whispers of dreams and threads of life
A blast of cold to wake you at morn
And the stars, O the stars that shine down in eves,
The night remembers our toils and wins
And gives us rest from this rush’ed life
And back they’ll come at dawn’s first light
Another day, another chance to gaze upon
The airborne knights and moonstone flash