do you fly at night?Shades of browndecay, you crumple-under foot and toe.Gentle breeze, howdo you fly so light?Whisked up in whirlingflakes of ice and air-I sing.Grey washed skiesmy audience, thecold earth my stagex
Your title reminds me of this quote from the Dave Matthews Band:"Here we areOn this starry night staring into spaceAnd I must sayI feel as small as dust lying down hereWhat point could there be troublingHead down wondering what will become of me"Not as poetic as your quote, but an interesting song ("Pig" off the album "Before these Crowded Streets" - recommended).
I like that quote! I think it reflects how I was feeling perfectly (especially when I'm walking through the city and feel totally swamped my endless glass and metal towers)It was so nice having lunch with you all on Sunday!
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