As I watch, a dragon breathes fire,
and the town crumbles in the wind.
A battle in the sky, forever gone on
but never won.
A child with a kite, with the breeze,
runs through a field, as the kite flew,
and the forest takes over,
forever lost in the infinite blue.
The ground may swallow me up,
upon this hill I sit,
forever watching the clouds,
as the years go by,
and reality hits.