Spirit Emerges into Physicality
Ritchie Sinclair
acrylic and flourescence on canvas, 50" x 60", 2008
A kiss on your eye. Sweet water cries.
A kiss on your cheek because you know I'm so weak.
A prayer for me. A prayer for a wicked soul.
Nothing is free. Everything's bought and sold.
Its time to go now
so close your eyes
and try to leave it all behind.
I'll be waiting for you,
waiting for you to come,
the one I'm taking home.
You feel it in the air tonight, its so right.
I've had this dream for so long
but I keep hangin on.
If you lose your way now I'll always find you,
be there to guide you home.
You feel it in the air tonight, Its so right.
The tide is rising. We're realizing that were gone.
You feel it in the air tonight, its so right.
I open my eyes and I see,
what I could never dream,
that you'd come back for me.
I hear you calling my name
and you take me home again.
You feel it in the air tonight - Its so right.