Just for a moment, I thought, I was the only person there.
Nothing was around me, but the sound of your fingers on the strings.
Somewhere, in the melody, I found myself ....lingering....suspended......
Nothing above me - nothing below -
Caught in the rhythm, and riding on every note that flowed
From string to air, to somewhere.....far away.....
And yet, so near that I could hear.....the spaces.....
In between every note - like following footsteps wandering through a dream.
A dream that started long ago.....where and when, I can't recall.
But somehow, in that moment, when your music filled the air,
I knew this space in time was meant for me to see
What greatness looks like, up close, and how it feels to be someone who really knows
How to fly - high, on the wings of a song.
If you want to be totally free, just let the melody carry you along.
Smooth as silk, the music seemed to float right through the air.
Just for a moment I thought I was the only person there.
Nothing was around me but the sound of your fingers on the strings.
When I heard the melody, I started to sing!
I could fly - high, on the wings of your song!
If you want to be totally free, just the melody carry you along.
can hear "Flying" on the following page:
www.flyingcalvin.net/Calvins_Clazz.htm
