Loop 40


At loop 40 I go

To loop 40 I climb

Gathering angel flocks

Exchanging the rise

                                 Laugh pandemica

                                 Mischievy front

                                 Lips saying everything

                                 no sleep in this here dream

Hit freed altitudes

Through the blued height of truth

And there fear can be loved to it's end

And there they can now fly

                                 The spores of this meant living