Falling From The Blue کے بول

Up above me Sky is calling Earth is far bellow These conditions Sing like cellos Low I hear voices Calling to me falling from the blue Sky above me Earth below And You Higher, higher, higher I am going Where the silence drifts across the sky Where the spaces Deep and empty lie Higher, higher, higher I advance to transformations Everything is new Resolution grows inside me With this solitude Climbing higher Is it certain There's no consequence There's no slipping Room for error Every hold's defense I hear voices Calling to me Falling from the blue Sky above me Earth below And you