Mid air

I woke up beneath the flight deck

On the wall paper airplane

As you stare

I strap my helmet on and left your driveway behind
 [bad word] ]

Flutter all through the night

And we can blow the clouds around

This paper hanger skyline

Summer smile again

And you can disappear

But I'd rather be here

Dive bomb

We descended down the stair case

And crashed to the kitchen floor

So long

Our flight of downy dreams

Preened our soft paper wings
 [bad word] 

Hello down there

The morning made of singers

In the air

Keeping the midnight stars

Held high

We are captains of the sky

Waving goodbye