Gravity in Flight

Feeling the pressure, the altitude,

the top is cold and lonely,

I need the human rhythm,

I mean it, you’re the only.

Sinking in the static,

the weight is heavy on the frame,

But I’m still breathing,

even when they label me by name.

Speeding on the highway,

the demons on my back,

I’m mapping out the trauma,

I’m finding where we’re at.

I’m still breathing, the weight won't fold me down,

I’m carving out the silence,

I’m claiming back the crown!

For the good of all,

I’m sold on what is true,

Me and you, baby,

we’re the frequency in view.

Label me a heathen,

I’m the logic and the fire,

Rising to the frequency,

the anthem’s getting higher!

(soaring melodic harmonies) Don't let go,

if you do, carry me to the ice,

I’m paying for the journey,

I’m understanding the price.

Stone-cold soul, with the world inside my hand,

Bruce in the palm,

the reality is clear,

I’m the evolution, and there’s nothing left to fear!

(cold glassy reverb)

1.

The perspective of the journey...

eternal.

2. The weight that builds the core...

infinite.

3. The soul-stone-cold connection...

burning truth.

4.

The clarity of the transformation...

total

liberation.

Optimism-Sovereign. Radiant. Resonant. Clear.

Efficient.

Universal.