Float up, bubble,
Being drawn down
Having drifted so far,
So high,
And now feeling the weight
Of the ground
Pull against you.
Float up, bubble.
Find wind, not too strong,
To ride back up,
So high,
And drift along
The waves of space
And freedom.
Float up, bubble,
As long as you can
And enjoy the view,
So high.
Because you will have to land
At some point
And pop.
