"To Ascend" - Yes

"Were you drifting
On a strange tide?
Collecting visions
From the other side?
Caught between day and night
You were stealing moments past hours
of your life
And balancing on
The edge of a knife

Memories of once longer days
They keep on flooding back
The adventurous times when we
traveled life’s road
Though we were often blind
But with a lot more heart
And for each other
Taking the time

On a wing and a prayer
A wounded bird in the hand
With the eyes of a child
Come to understand
I will open the book
Raise the pen
Let it reinvent
My life again
Take me from where I am
As a freed bird
Flies from the hand
To ascend, to ascend...etc"