I wonder how it feels to fly away
To leave your fears behind and face the sun
To fly o'er cities lost in their decay
Focusing on their glamour overdone.
Or how it is to swim in untamed sea
Exploring old ships claimed by Neptune's rage,
Once grand and lovely now lie in debris
Only fish inhabit the hollow cage
To run through ancient forests of times past
With dirt on your feet and sun on your back
On concrete you run with skies overcast
Dreaming the beauty of nature you lack.
A honking horn brings back reality,
A dying world of decay and debris.