The airplane can be annoying
With all of the germs
And the kid behind you that could be a soccer star
And the woman beside you who loves to go barefoot
Let’s not forget the claustrophobic washrooms with the toilets that are too loud
And the baby that is afraid of flying that can be heard throughout the cabin
The luggage restrictions, the cold air
But what about the magical feeling of going somewhere new,
The butterfly that you get in your stomach when the plane drops a little bit,
Nearing the touchdown
The scenery of the ombré sky and the land down below
And my favorite part
You can travel across the world in no time at all
I once was flying to Toronto,
Because of the time change between there and home
We landed at the same time we took off
The magic of planes is what I love most
It’s like airplanes are my long lost home
That I get to visit every few months or so
I feel more comfortable flying way up high than crossing the street alone
So here’s to all the seat kickers and barefoot daydreamers
Thanks to you I have had some interesting experiences, on my little home in the sky.
