Am I floating?
It feels like a dream
Where are you?
Oh, you're down there
I'm alone up here
Sighing,
Flying
High above the clouds
I've wondered what it was like up here
As a child
I would spend hours in my room
Thinking if I would just
Pull the curtains
Stand on the window
and just
f l y
Then be up there
Or down
If it even was real
I didn't think about how you'd cry
or her
or that random guy
But I'd fall back to Earth
To make you happy again

A pixie a nixie,
a fae all day,
To these I must say
oh me oh my, oh what am I
to do on this fine day,
this fine day in early may
with pixies in the air and nixies in the sea
the fae of the day, all around me.