away above the chimney tops

- hop on, we'll sail.
- where to?
- wherever you want. you name it, we'll get there.
- but can we really get anywhere?
- just about, yes.
- what if i still don't know?
- well, we'll just have to figure it out.
- alright.

...

- what about that orange island? let's stop there first.
- sure, let's join the orange people.
- you know, i once used to be orange. i mean, i didn't live on the island, but i was orange.
- how come you were orange?
- well, one day, an orange guy took me by the hand and told me i could be orange. so i became orange.
- and then what happened?
- well, the guy figured he wasn't just orange. he figured he had other colors, too, underneath that orange shade.
- and so you just gave up on your orange shade, as well?
- well, i kind of had to. i mean, it made no sense to stay orange for someone who wouldn't want to be orange with me anymore.
- don't you think you could have stayed orange for both of you?
- no. because every time i would have tried to lend my orange tinge, i would have covered the other colors.
- but do you ever think you would have liked it to stay orange?
- probably. but green is so much better.
- and yet you want to get on the orange island.
- well, who doesn't?
- yeah, you're right.

...

- i guess you'll someday master being green and orange at the same time.
- i guess.