Tethered and Tied
The little ships fly off and disappear like the seeds of a dandelion head / carrying with them the wonder and dreams of the people left behind.
The little ships fly off and disappear like the seeds of a dandelion head / carrying with them the wonder and dreams of the people left behind.
I light the classroom up with the map of the night sky and point out / some of the more recognizable stars clusters to the children in the room.
The automatons in the manufacturing plant express themselves with lightning, / send messages in blue and white fire from one end of the warehouse / to the other.