Airships
For no reason at all, I take to the streets this afternoon
In the gloomy crowd, I exhale
I want to go
The urge to leave suddenly surfaces
A giant zeppelin launches me over the
Existence is null
A maelstrom of chaos swirls around
And the life-saving kit is useless
Through the scissors, I peer down the street
The giant zeppelin takes me away
Its essence still a mystery
And now it repeats itself
The life-saving kits are useless
So in rapid fall, fly!
I want to go