THE OWLERY

Our flight will leave soon

Away from all despair

And I hope when we arrive

It's beautiful over there.

 

I hope all this burden, this baggage,

Is worth the destination,

Because I don't think I could ever stand

More pain, more limitation.

 

I want to soar wild,

On the back of an untamed breeze,

I want to wander on a course

Of uncharted, blissful seas

 

So I really hope this hellish venture

Is worth it

When our rides take us to

The true great adventure.