Perihelion Ship Bird Of Fire
Rainy afternoon
Walking in the sky
A bird and its glow
Paints fiery July
Since that bizarre day -
All summers in between -
I've longed for that bird:
It's fire and it's creed
Now I try to travel
Into worlds that are just mine
Searching for that bird
I feel the stranger in me dies
Days will keep on going
And my fever I can't overcome
To chase the sky's squire
To it's horizon confined
To paint a bird of fire
To live and to die
