The Sky Knows Me

And meet another morning with brand-new eyes.
Through space and time I won't disappear,
I'll become a moment and rise again.
And if you see me,
Don't call it a miracle; it's only my heart,
It never learned where it belongs.
Fly, fly, through the fear and pain.
Fly, fly, straight through the fire again,
Through birth and death, through ages and centuries.
Fly, fly, cutting across the dark, higher and higher.
I'm flying away—where am I going?—I don't even know,
And I don't care.