To Remake The Young Flyer

To remake the young flyer
Yes we must define his high desire
Standing erect and not detect the anything
That we could not admire
From the long lonely pirate
Number one is that the one to send
To restore on the child this
And then the national pride of crying
A question to the lunatic:
Does your days seem like nights?
Do your world go together?
Gotta mend, dash forth
He takes his place
He ends the laughter of the sayonara’s
Takes his softness from his hand and goes
To remake the young flyer
Yes we must define his high desire