Come take my hand
and lets fly away
fly away from here
lets find a world
without the constant
of noise and death
we will stand together
on the brink of insanity
with out hands held tight
and we will never let go
bear with me
the pain of the coming years
when I grow distant
pull me back down
when I become darkened
be my only light
when everything is just too much
be my simple love
lets watch the world burn
from atop our aeroplane
held up by strings
so thin it could cut
be careful you say
the world isn’t our toy to play
oh how right you are
we are the toys
of a globe spun too fast
where reality and insanity
come frighteningly close
lets fly
fly away
put your hands over my ears
protect me from the onslaught
of the world’s words
be the barrier between
the world and me
save me
whisk me away
so we can forever fly away

I found this photo and I decided to add a strange little poem to it that I just wrote for today. And yes, I know I spelled airplane wrong, I did that one purpose.

Tags: airplane, fly, love, noise

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