if it is the gravity against me or is it me against the gravity of this land
If this gravity should ever disappear, should I be ever left floating
will I endure the risk, will I move forward, faster than ever
will I keep my promise to myself, deluded, will I rise higher
or will I still hit the ground without a sound, be there forever
I have walked the promenade in and around my palace with dozens
and yes, I have scoured the sea under my fortress for miles
I have watched over the world from the top of my citadel for hours
I have driven through the shortest highway, crawled the longest aisles
One day I'll not even care "how come this is exactly what I planned"
was it the gravity against me or was it me against the gravity of this land.
