Wouldn't you like to fly ...

[old_rocker]

I'm in a good mood
but sick of making ships
Can't help but feeling
like my soul is being stripped

Grounded, wanting to fly
launched, into the sky
wounded, O my heart
beached, how do I start

all over again?
O, so hard to begin ...

Now, a bittersweet mood
and back to making ships
is there some fulfilment
as the time slips ...