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| 520. Another Day I soar above the world below A simple passenger on a flight Although I can see nothing out there I feel your presence on this night I had a feeling when we took off No longer would my feet touch the ground While I couldn’t quite explain it It was much too late to turn around I sense you watch our little journey Knowing that time is not a friend Surely you’re just waiting to arrive Counting the seconds until our end Others might think I am confused For air travel causes some to fret Yet tonight I know what I feel I’d be rich if with you I could only bet I look around and begin to smell fear Those around me must also sense your power Though nothing is said your thoughts are clear You are getting closer each passing hour It is only when the pilot announces our arrival That I know you’ve let us slip away No doubt something else caught your fancy For us you’ll wait and come another day |
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