I want to watch the world go by until I close my eyes I figure my eternity will somehow move aside I know I can't assume these things but still I wonder why I like to entertain this thought although it makes me cry I find myself in hot pursuit of wings, that I may fly I want to feel the wind caress my feathers in the sky I muster up the patience but I barely have to try I mitigate the sense of fear that tells me I will die I turn my head from side to side and speak a final time *I tell the world I want to go but will not say goodbye