As I look up into the evening sky
I ponder how strange things really are
Other planets are so far away and away so far
As I watch the clouds go by
I feel as though I can fly
If I could only be a bird
And I know it sounds absurd
But oh, I would fly so high
And feel free
I am soaring towards the future and the future is soaring towards me
To find my place at last
Let my writing be my guide
So my creation will be vast
And I can set free what I hold inside