Taking Flight

Two solo birds in the sky take flight
I don't know why but it looks so right.
I wish that I could fly away,
on to see the better days.

As those two birds get high and soar
I'm running through a new door,
to move on, put it all in the past
all will be forgotten fast.

The birds are dancing in the sky,
as I sit here and wonder why and
how all of this has happened,
I'm glad it's coming to an end.

Maybe what I'm trying to say
is that it shouldn't have happened this way
and when this is finally done
we'll realize it was like a pun.

Finally the birds are out of sight
I will think of them as I dream tonight,
and the time we spent together
it drifted off like a loose feather.