Rodford Flying high, turning in space Indecision faltering grace. Baying crowd, blinding white light Upturned faces, shadows of night. Trusted hands catch me with ease Life's ambition, flying trapeze. Ravaged dreams, sweat from my brow Free fall vision dragging me down. Flying, sighing, headlong into dread Hoping, praying, I'll find the path to tread. Spinning world, motion unreal Premonition, time will reveal. Worthless years passing me by Resolution taking me high.