taking off at night
the plane’s shadow glides along
breakers of white clouds
islands of light float
among ocean of darkness
full moon seems closer
no longer where we left
not quite where we are going
here but not yet home
taking off at night
the plane’s shadow glides along
breakers of white clouds
islands of light float
among ocean of darkness
full moon seems closer
no longer where we left
not quite where we are going
here but not yet home
just below surface
a song begun before time
sweet longing for home