Let Me Get High And Low

Let me get high and low In its own simplicity Anywhere thought need to go To become absolutely free There is so much to go by Rising the mood that flies Reaching the somewhere in try Limits the deeps to the skies Early morning coming call Taking you to its first time Landing and bringing to all Something we call rhythm’s prime Daydreaming trips are so hard If you know where you are going Become a popular thinking bard With everything in thoughts showing Let me get down to the line One by one they will give Something of hope to define Anything you might once live There are so many feels in a way Bringing them together what you do Going by sight in what you play Everything coming so clearly through