"Point me to the sky; it's my turn to fly"been crawling on the ground so long,can't lift my head to see,I now realize the horizon is forever unattainable,what took me so long, finally I roll on my back and look to the sky at least now I am at rest I see the clouds pass and they confuse me but my mind is inspired I think of illusions that I see I roll over face down it is almost time to get up just a little help for me point me to the sky free me from this earth its my turn to fly bury my mortal body so that I may at last be free