Did the ashes of burnt memories float into that universe
Where a little boy and girl sit together on the pavement,
Sharing the most interesting stories in the world?
Did he hear the wind sing of her dreams—
To choose him, keep him, and be free and boundless together?
Because I thought I heard the universe answer back, saying—
Air is always there, filling their lives, stringing their skies,
Never done, never gone, although unseen.
The sands of time have built a castle, majestic and grand
Washed by tides and claimed by the seas
They rose to the skies and rained on down
To my face, my heart, and that pavement from yesterday
The sound of heaven pouring on earth
Fills the void and drowns out your voice
And all I find on these merging roads—
From tomorrow, today, and yesterday—
Is the air I never lost.