A paper boat, gently afloat;
Forgotten notes, winds connote.
Gossamer air, a summer spare;
Neither here, not quite there.
A lonely wave, silent cloud,
A beatin’ heart, rapture loud.
Off on a prayer, an ancient lore,
Off the shore, off for more.
And I row, row, row on by,
Sailin’ mind, roving eye.
And I row, row, row on by,
Live and die, laugh and cry.
Paper’s wet, boat’s in pain.
Paper’s dry, boat’s a plane.
Wings of flight, a gravity fight,
Into the night, into the light.
Oxygen rare, thrill & fear,
Up I tear, the atmosphere.
Endless race, endless space,
Golden rays, golden grace.
And I fly, fly, fly on by,
Cruisin’ soul, glidin’ high.
And I fly, fly, fly on by,
Live and die, laugh and cry.
Paper boats, paper planes;
Through misty winds, summer rains,
Uncharted skies, waters unknown,
Beyond lands, none ‘ve flown.
On the run, once begun;
Ride’s fun, ride’s never done.
Dawn to dusk, dusk to dawn,
On and on and on and on.
AAAAAAh! Spectacular! I felt like I was near the water and there was a cool breeze blowing and it was slightly cloudy and I could smell wet earth. These words brought all that! 🙂
Amazing…made me wander in my thoughts
very catchy rhythm.. feel as if i’m in a boat with willy wonka.. faster faster, faster faster.. and on and on and on and on.
I would to love to hear this put to song 🙂 Nice eet ees