The Lifting
Grounded, 5 A.M.
the nitelite is comforting,
but gravity is holding you.
Once settled into sleep
you have watched, on repeat,
the story of your life
across the ceiling;
and in review,
You've said the air was singing
It's calling you, you don't believe
these things you've never seen
"Good morning, and how are you?
The weather's fine, the sky is blue -
it's perfect for our seminar..."
"Now close your eyes,
and start to breathe.
Allow the noise to recede...
...allow yourself to drift and fly away."
But you just stay.
You've said the air was singing
It's calling you, you don't believe
these things you've never seen, never dreamed.
Did you hear these voices calling
Locked into the conference room,
"We're only what our minds assume..."
and rationale is leaving you.
This conceit, these systems of belief,
your counselor agrees,
"You've always marked these boundaries, now you're free..."
and with relief.
You've said the air was singing
It's calling you, you don't believe
these things you've never seen, never heard, never dreamed.
You've said the air was singing
It's calling you, you don't believe
these things you've never seen
Never, never, never.
Once you had a dream
of oceans, and sunken cities;
memories of things you've never known
and you have never known
El Levantamiento
Enraizado, 5 A.M.
la luz nocturna reconforta,
pero la gravedad te retiene.
Una vez que te has acomodado para dormir
has visto, en repetición,
la historia de tu vida
a lo largo del techo;
y en revisión,
Has dicho que el aire cantaba
Te llama, no crees
en estas cosas que nunca has visto
'Buenos días, ¿cómo estás?
El clima está bien, el cielo está azul -
es perfecto para nuestro seminario...'
'Ahora cierra los ojos,
y comienza a respirar.
Permite que el ruido se desvanezca...
...permítete desvanecerte y volar lejos.'
Pero solo te quedas.
Has dicho que el aire cantaba
Te llama, no crees
en estas cosas que nunca has visto, nunca soñado.
¿Escuchaste esas voces llamando?
Encerrado en la sala de conferencias,
'Solo somos lo que nuestras mentes asumen...'
y la racionalidad te está abandonando.
Esta idea, estos sistemas de creencias,
tu consejero está de acuerdo,
'Siempre has marcado estos límites, ahora eres libre...'
y con alivio.
Has dicho que el aire cantaba
Te llama, no crees
en estas cosas que nunca has visto, nunca escuchado, nunca soñado.
Has dicho que el aire cantaba
Te llama, no crees
en estas cosas que nunca has visto
Nunca, nunca, nunca.
Una vez tuviste un sueño
de océanos y ciudades hundidas;
recuerdos de cosas que nunca has conocido
y que nunca has conocido