We drove through the dark in the pouring rain and barely said a word
So dress your wounds as best you can and close your tired eyes
Try to climb away from here towards the empty skies
And I'll meet you there
high above it all
In the kiss of air
the lover's breath
Visions rise from each little death
As Moses stands and turns his gaze away from the feuding tribes
Walks towards the mountains and through the rocks he climbs
God
he orders Moses
"Bring the people to my will"
"Leave me be
" cries Moses
keeps on walking up the hill
And I'll meet you there
high above it all
In the kiss of air
the lover's breath
Visions rise from each little death
And should the Devil come and should he say
"All of this will I give to you
if you just bow down and worship me"
I'm on my knees
"The white twisted clouds and the endless shades of blue in the ocean make the hum of the spacecraft systems
the radio chatter
even your own breathing disappear. There is no cold or wind or smell to tell you that you are connected to Earth. You have an almost dispassionate platform - remote
Olympian and yet so moving that you can hardly believe how emotionally attached you are to those rough patterns shifting steadily below."