Allusions of Grandeur
One day I found that I could fly, traveling far and free
up above the world so high, with those diamonds in the sky.
I watch a starship passing by, on a journey to the stars.
I soar on and dive down low, to wave to those poor sailors
stranded on their islands lost at sea.
In my heart, I know that there is nothing I can do,
But still I weep and wish I really could.
I glide, at night, through majestic France,
and see that tower glow. Flying on to Rome I go
to see a coliseum, standing tall through the ages,
It was built to last. I take a stop, near the top,
of the mountains up in Britain. I have some tea and then I flee,
to an Irish dell.
Now I scream on east, to the land of silk and gold.
Seeking the wall of majestic proportions,
I pass over a lonely plateau and its debated grounds.
I then soar on to the new land, and its cities of steel.
Drifting with those winds of change, across the sea of blue.
I reach my sleepy homeland and make my way to bed.
I stop only to give directions to a lonely soul or two,
before speeding on east to my comfy home.
Now in my bed at my warm home, feeling safe and loved,
I know there is a world to view, more than I could see,
but that is for another night, as I must lay down to rest.