If you rise so high into the sky,
That air rushes by the mind with sighs,
And sing a high pitched tune to you,
As you rise so high through the sky.
If a balloon were to float,
Endlessly without a weight,
High above all reaching hands,
Laughing as it flies along.
If a bright mind were to soar,
Freely, gracefully, without constraint,
Showering ideas to all kind,
As it soared along the clouded sky.