We are on a plane. We are on a plane and flying fast enough to cross the world in days. We are crossing the world in small increments. Every minute is one hour closer to home. Every minute is one hour, and every 24 hours is 365 days.
What difference does one year make? One year later, I am wearing new clothes. One year later, I am singing fresh songs. I am in the air with nothing but white clouds and blue skies ahead.
To ride a plane Is to let go. Entrust and rely On the pilot’s hands Pray he be guided By the Mighty One Boarding this vessel With several other humans Who likewise let go Of control from their hands Trust and faith Are what we need In moments like this We relax and yield.
Rev Pea It's all about the features and benefits Make a product which will benefit The users satisfaction oh yes An aeroplane that delivers All promised things and more This one they got right Even if it's costly beyond compare
For a century it'll reap profits Make them rich beyond realms Not to mention the next one More capable more costly More profits more sold Lockheed did this right No revenue in peace
Toy plane flying Yellow is playful For sliders queuing Wanting all the thrills
Life worth living What’s waiting ahead Deep breath, leaping Look back to my friends
Kids keep fighting All for turn table One start crying Other walk the road
Parents’re watching Tourists getting lost Higher swinging Pigeons leave their flocks
Many’s happening In the park of mind So overwhelming But I know I’ll do just fine
First time moving away from home. It’s for only 3 months but it’s surreal and overwhelming. Love the freedom but also scared of the possibilities. I know I can do it swiftly, I just cannot help but be anxious.