Can you be my aviator
And fly me away from reality?
We can live among the stars
And forget our responsibilities.
We can forget about our past and
Look to the stars for our future.

In the sky, we can look down
And see the lives of people
Who does not know that they are
Being controlled by their social standards.
They don’t know what it is like to be
Free.

Free to be a bird
Not an ant that has to obey the queen.
Free to be my own albatross
Not a bee that goes straight to the hive.
Free to be my own god
Not a gazelle that is constantly being preyed by the lions.

In the sky, we can look down
And see the lives of people
Who does not know about the
Whispers of authority and ignorance.
They don’t know what it is like to be
Free.

Can you be my aviator
And fly me away from these burdens?
We can live in the clouds and we can be
Truly Free.