Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this...
Airplanes by B.o.B featuring Hayley Williams
The lyrics, the melody, the voice of this line has been replaying on my itunes. I think its really damn catchy at the moment.
Sometimes I like to look at planes in the sky and try and figure out which direction they’re going and coming from, and from there try and figure out where exactly they’re going and exactly where they’re coming from.
Then I wonder who the people are on the plane, what their story is, why they’re going where they’re going, and if they ever think about the people below them.
I used to do this a lot, especially when in the summer when I would be outside and I would watch the planes go by and wonder about the places they were going.
And sometimes I would wish I was on the plane, going some place that I knew nothing about, where I didn’t know anyone and no one knew me.
I would imagine these planes were going to Canada, Arizona, Japan, England, South Africa, Australia, Alaska, India, wherever.
And I imagined that they were coming from New York, London, San Francisco, and I would think about the people coming from these places.
I think that may say something, but I don’t quite know exactly what.
