Echobelly

High above the roof tops,
Higher than the milky way,
Slipping through the hour glass,
Shooting up the desert plain,
You are one life older than before,
But you cant stop the chill,
Now youre falling in slow motion,
Though the air is still.
If you close your eyes than I can take you all the way,
Let me close your eyes and I will take it all the way.
You are on the outside,
Hands upon the window sill,
I am on the inside,