Smalltown Poets Inside The Bubble
flying high with the crowd at night we float on unseen fuel each one sails, a gossamer sphere our course unwinds like a thread from a spool "what's it like inside the bubble" say the souls who'd like to try cut your tether; come and join me we can swim across the sky look at me with childlike eye and understand who's bound why are those who are on the ground afraid of falling down? love has killed our fear and when we're done we'll disappear draws you out inside the ring comes a holy breath of truth setting free and sealing you in eternal youth
