Another White Dash

Butterfly Boucher

There is something exciting about leaving everything behind

There is something deep and pulling leaving everything behind

Something about having everything you think you’ll ever need sitting in the seat next to you...



and I watch...



Another white dash-

another white dash-

another white dash-

Fly beside us....

and I watch

Another white dash-

another white dash-

another white dash -

Fly beneath us... away away.



There is Yelling of an engine a constant rattling door

There is serious- deep and mumbled-

a conversation I’m not it.

Flickering lights- shadows of trees-

makes me blink my eyes-

makes the land- appear like a really old mooooooovie



... and I watch...



Another white dash-

another white dash-

another white dash-

Fly beside us....

and I watch

Another white dash-

another white dash-

another white dash -

Fly beneath us... away away.



I got a heart fuels, of rubberbaaaaands

That keep... getting... caught on...thiiiiiiiiings.



And I count

Another white dash- another white dash-

another white dash

I drift off at eighty...something!

And I count

Another white dash- another white dash-

another white dash

Out of time with the muuuusiiiiiiic!!



Another white dash-

another white dash-

another white dash-

Fly beside us....

and I watch

Another white dash-

another white dash-

another white dash -

Fly beneath us... away away.



There is something exciting about leaving everything behind

There is something deep and pulling leaving everything behind

Something about having everything you think you’ll ever need sitting in the seat next to you