Vision Divine

Out of the path of reason
Close to the seventh sky
There is no pre-built prison
I can take my time
My soul has found a treasure
Something my brain denies
Fantasy now can lead me
Take this hand of mine
I'm the whisper in the wind
I'm a cloud that wanders high
I'm just everything that rides far away
Out in open space
I spread my wings and fly
Out in the open space
No one can stop me now
Now I am free to fly
I drank from the absinth spring