The voice that calls in the wind,
Is the voice that is in my head?
Every waking hour,
You seem to be calling out to me.
I stand here on the bluff,
The ocean breeze is making the trees sway,
The sunset makes the green flash appear across the ocean,
The moon and stars twinkle in the night sky.
We preform on stage,
The audience seems to have gone quiet,
No matter how many times that we seem to preform this maneuver,
You're always by my side.
Our minds sync,
My moves in the air as I glide like an angle in the sky,
The trapeze seem to move in my favor,
Then you catch me as I fall.
We wave to the audience,
We show our combined hands in the air,
We bow to the audience and leave the stage,
Everyone is happy again.
I walk out of the Kaleido Stage,
Stand at the railing looking over the ocean,
You walk up behind me and take your hand in mine,
Your mine and I am yours.
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