Fly away, fly away (poem)

Fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away.

Nothing's keeping you here; fly away, fly away, fly away.

Do we belong?

Should we give up?

We aren't stuck here; fly away, fly away, fly away.

Fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away.

Wish.

The star will be your guide.

Right and wrong, wrong and right.

Is it really so defined?

They say it's simple, then it's not,

All this saying has me lost.

Maybe we should just fly away, fly away, fly away.

Fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away.

But it's deep.

Deeper than that.

We could if we wanted to; fly away, fly away, fly away.

Fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away.

There's a million simple things,

But we speak, label, try to understand.

Maybe instead we should look,

Instead of trying to judge.

Does this make sense?

No, yes, sense, is it at all...

Fly away.

Take your wings.

And... fly away.

It's a brand new day.

Fly...

...Away.