Dreamin w/o Meaning
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009

 

Paper aeroplanes flying through
The air that flares here
I feel brand new

I feel so young again
I feel like I
Can touch the sky
Can reach so high

Paper planes gliding higher
i wish I was a pilot
Ever since I saw the flier

But it's just a dream
Hopp out and scream
Hopes out into
The wide open blue

Reaching space

And maybe
Someday
Things will happen