One day they’ll break free,
Eagles of speed,
In search of a fairground,
And hobby horse dreams,
Fun fair reflections will blaze from their eyes,
As they seek out Wurlitzers, beyond carnival skies.
One day they’ll break free,
Eagles of speed,
In search of the sculptor,
Who carved out their wings,
Whirl across rooftops, skirting the trees,
Fly; Fly forever, eagles of speed.
One day they’ll break free
Eagles of speed
The smell of machine oil fresh in their dreams
Feather-wet paint flick glint in the sun,
Searching forever, a fairground long gone.
Anon
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