Flying in to me

I woke up under broken skies, With static dreams behind my eyes. The room was breathing like a star. I heard my soul from somewhere far. My hands were cold. My heart was fire. I fell inside and climbed up higher. If I disappear tonight, don't pull me back into The ground. I'm not lost, I'm learning how to Fly without a sound. I'm flying into me, through the black Infinity. Where the pain becomes a sun, and the silence Starts to run. I'm flying into me, past the bones of memory. If my body stays below, let my soul become The glow. Let my soul become the glow. The future hums in rusted gold. Year twenty three, three hundred in my soul. A dirty guitar, a cosmic wire, A prayer burning in the amplifier. I saw my fears like satellites. They cracked apart in violet light. If I disappear tonight, don't call it falling from The sky. I'm not gone, I'm only learning how To live before I die. Flying into me, through the black infinity. Where the pain becomes a sun, and the silence Starts to run. I'm flying into me, past the bones of memory. If my body stays below, let my soul become The glow. No heaven above me, no hell underneath. Just endless vibration inside of my breath. I break into starlight, I burn and I see. The universe opens and it looks like me. I'm flying into me, through the black infinity. Now the wound becomes a door. I'm not human like before. I'm flying into me, past the edge of gravity. If the world won't let me grow, I'll become the final glow.