Saturday, October 23, 2010

to fly [or: a wish]

oh, the things I'd do, if I could fly,
to leap with grace into the sky
and simply watch the world below
just vanish while I sail on by

the million dreams that I have dreamed
could unfold one by one and seem
so easy now to grasp and hold,
no longer would I fear to dream

oh, the things I'd do, to fly away,
to drift on past another day,
if I could leave you all behind,
there would be no excuse to stay


bye-bye.
and once I'm gone, I'll never return,
for who would notice? there'd be no concern
I'll make and break friendships all over again
and laugh all the while, while watching you burn

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