It's that wonderful force that carries.
by Kye Kurion
It's strong and elegant but impossible to see.
Even when I'm scared or falling,
I feel safe knowing they're behind me.
I could jump, I could climb, I could be thrown in the air,
But I'd never make it as high if my wings weren't there.
I'd never made much sence of it,
Why they never let me down.
But if they could answer me in the simplest of words,
It would be that they hate to see me frown.
Even with the glorious sky,
Always by my side.
It's hard to smile, really knowing,
I could never help someone else stand up and fly.