In aspiration, inspiration, dreams to be..
If I flap my wings, the higher I fly..
The better I walk, the further I go..
The sunset, leaves me craving for more
And they say, time flies by fast, when in fun..
So I must be having fun with life..
Air in balloons, air bubbles, laughing gas..
Confetti's thrown in for celebration..
I am no longer inclined to ask..
Of, when, how, who, as to what was..
Pinned on my drawing board..
Blue print, mapped out, marked out, tactics..
For the scale is set, made architect of..
What paths, I take, I walk, I step, I am to be zenith ..
And for the builder, to put brick on brick..
Made castles of, to drink Johnnie Walker after..
So you know, the ball is in my court..
And my fortune cards, is with options..
And I choose this one, in choices made..
Thus it must be tailor made, to fit..
Fit for purpose, winds under my wings..
And I am jetting off, on new found flights
Second wind, set on dreams, in dreams had..
And I be made Johnny walker..