If only i were a paper plane,
I'd fly away;
Into the unknown, where life awaits

But sadly I'm no close
To a paper plane I suppose,
But I can still fly away
On a rocket ship one day

Or I can simply fold my page,
Then aim it through the window
And there goes my paper plane;
Into the unknown.

For we all describe the same world
    In many different languages
      But we all have the same idea
        Of what this corrupted world thought us