Love Is In The Air/everywhere...

Hate Is In The Air/everywhere...

Death Is In The Air/everywhere...



Wait, Yeah...

Let Me Think For A Moment,

About A World With Painted Paper,

And So Much Cement,

So Much,

Cement.



So Is It For And Meant?

Never?

I Don't Understand Why.

A Fool?

Yeah?

Oh?



I Built A Ship This Afternoon,

I Plan To Sail Is Up To The Moon...

I Want To Fly, I Want To Fly.

A Fool?

Yeah?

I Want To Fly, I Want To Fly, I Want...



Can't We All Dream?

Can't We All Dream?



I Want To Fly Up To The Moon Then To Somewhere New.

I Want To Sail To Somewhere New.



Can't We All Dream?