The Wingman - Excalion

Here lies the formless world we’re living in

Gravity is finally giving in

Bad dreams appear to me as cloudy haze

To lose sight of you is to disengage

High altitudes and still upward we go

I was never meant to lead but to follow

We are

Like a double shining shooting star

Unheard-of things in earthly radar

One day

I could speed up and soar too high

A dying star would light the sky

Sometimes I cannot help but wonder why

Are there no stronger winds for me to ride

But to lose sight of you is to disengage

Arrogance would be my last disgrace