Birds of a Feather

Mind swirling around
Faint visions of you are resident
Mass confusion settles in
Where do we go from here?
What are your intentions?
I'll fly with you
Just give me a clue on direction
Flying with the flock is cool
But soaring away with you what I wish
Ground going around faster
Where are we going?
What's your choice?
My wings are clipped
It's now or never
Will I fall or fly?

A.J. Dinardo - June 30, 1999