Is the man
Who discovered
A secret
About a fortune
And rode
On the back
Of ancient winds
Alone
High
To reign and shine
Now he treads
Across the sky
West and back
In solitary
Searching for mates
If he had told
Our ancestors
About the secret
They would all
Be suns
Above clouds and thunders
Dazzling
And us
Descendants
Floating
In space
Together as one big family
Warming cold seas
And wet hills
Forever
A bloodline of glows
