I have always been certain things are not always what they seem 

Though the heavens stop turning I'll be holding on to our dream 

We can fly away, fly away. No more doubt, we'll have nothing left to say 

We can fly away, fly away from the darkness to the sun...

(from the song Fly Away by Emma Townshend) 

I'm not satisfied with this shot but happy that I caught this plane which flew over our house one morning... not that it's difficult to catch one as literally 'all' public aircrafts coming in and outside of our city fly over our house. Yes, I'm so used to the noise that I no longer hear it sometimes :)