A wonder innocentlyI sometimes wonder what I fear.I'm being for some reason pushing things awaysometimes suffocating feelingssometimes pushing you.I know that it might be all virtualI hope it's not all in my headI don't know even if I get the messagewere it a song, were it a poem.In my brain it's all luggage,I remember it all.In dark depths of nightsIn the glow of a screen.True? Might not have ever beenYou? Think I haven't ever seen.I can't get it out of my head,Why should I care? But I do.Do I just imagine these things? Should I hope I were?What's there to gain in lying, and what's there to loose in giving in to truth?Why am I writing this again?
Learn to flyWhat in the name of all that's holy and cherishIs this wish that I have, where I want to perish?What does it mean to be self-destructive while youpossess everything, live in everyone's heartwhy can't there be a new start?In my eye there's a dartand it aches everytime that Ilook in the mirror thinking"who am I kidding why do I lie?"I've got to tryto get over this woe, these feelings so lowWhere could I go? Well I know where to go,I'll just open the window.And learn to fly,That's me, that's I.