The earth is warm next to my ear
Insects noise is all that I hear
A magic trick makes the world disappear
The skies are dark, they're dark but they're clear
A distant motorcade and suddenly there's joy
I feel like I am watching everything from space
And in a minute I hear my name and I wake
I think the finish line's a good place we could start
Take a deep breath, take in all that you could want
"The Finish Line" Snow Patrol
If you got iTunes on your computer, please check this song, the words of this song are maybe not completely illustrating this image but feeling which radiates is same.
Photo taken on the Maarsseveense Plas, Utrecht The Netherlands.