How Many Planes?

How many planes
Do you have to get on
And get off
Until you're somewhere
You wanna be?

How many places
Do you have to see
Until you're convinced
That you are
Where you should be?

How many bags
Do you have to check?

How many suitcases
Do you have to pack
And unpack
Until you're satisfied
That you're happy
And that you're not
Going back?

How many hotels
Or friends' couches
Do you have to wake up on?

How many times
Do you have to ask yourself
'Where am I?'
'Where am I now?'

How many books have you read
And not really paid attention to
Because you were too busy wondering
When you'd arrive
What you'd do
When you got there
And when you'd have stayed
A respectable amount of time
When you could leave again

And again
And again...

How many times
Do you have to say good-bye
Until you don't feel it anymore?

Until it becomes just another word
To toss out
To toss away
To toss through the window of a plane
Just to watch it fall

How many people
In so many places
Can you hurt
Without it coming back to hurt you?

And when will you stop?

Do you know that one day
You'll be too tired
To even board a plane?

And then what?  --I wonder

Then what?

A train?
A car?
A bike?

What would you like
To ride on then?

And will anything go fast enough
I wonder

To take you away
From whatever it is
You're afraid of?

Can anything possibly
Go fast enough

To leave whatever that is
Behind?