soaring through my emotions
no body sees me, to them i am a blimp
standing tall in the sky,
providing advertisement for local industries

but i, like my forefathers before me,
dream of bigger things,
the concord raging inside of me
struggling against my blimp exterior

my engines roar
my loins burn,
i fire through the mythical dungeon,
the glistening glass ceiling finally broken
a star is born.

soaring through the heavens
she floats like a butterfly
but stings... me

she opens her wings
i refuel my concord
sweet release
we are as one