• Have you ever stared
    So intently at the sky
    That you could watch dew drops
    Condense in flight
    And the light would scold you
    For staring to hard
    And the world that produced it
    Didn't seem so far

    Have you ever felt
    Dirt beneath your feet
    And been reminded
    Of primal instincts
    Crusted grains
    Under your nails
    A dusty film
    Of antique tales

    Have you ever tasted
    A new day's air
    An energy blasting
    Through digits and hair
    An empty vision
    Brought to life
    By nakedness of arms
    In the chill of night

    Have you ever heard
    A birdee's song
    And wished that you
    Could sing along
    And so you tried
    To no avail
    Because life isn't
    A fairy-tale

    And growing up
    Made you realize
    Jets were intruding
    Through that sky
    The dirt was littered
    As was the air
    The birdee fell dead
    And that was fair

    After all
    If not for his flight
    People would not
    Have civilized
    And tried so hard
    To reach that height
    With cities and planes
    And scrapers of the sky