Lanterns

Cries breaking the sound

Of our happy town

Can you hear them, eyes

watching the lives 

Of the troubled minds

Can you see them, hands

Are clasping the sands

Of their hopeful plans

Can you feel them, hands

across the borders of our open minds

Can you touch them

If i let go, if i listen

Will i come to the shores to meet them

If i look into their eyes

Will i go back to live the same life

High fly the lanterns

high above the clouds and i go about

the way i would do

As if i never knew