You’re always high But still You want be higher. All passers-by Want you And get denial. You make me feel Delight And bitter sorrow, Like aeroplane You glide, You loom and look unconsciously, So cool and full of grace I wish you ever set me free Or talk to me one of these days.
My aeroplane I never touched I see you higher than the sky, However thank you very much You both inspire and deny.
Your inmost thoughts Are vague, Your words are weird. You’ll never stop And stay You have no fear Of being all Alone Of doing nothing, Again it’s time To go… You loom and look unconsciously, So cool and full of grace I wish you ever set me free Or talk to me one of these days.
My aeroplane I never touched I see you higher than the sky, However thank you very much You both inspire and deny.