we looked outside the other day. at thirty-thousand feet,
we swayed
In seventy-five,
I stood there and cried.
A walk to the edge...
A
Learn through silver, its cold to touch
wire and springs arent
Heading out city limits
Past the lights
Think of the years
All my
I'm not saying anything this time to stop you
Instead I'll
I'm leaving and when I leave
Don't remind me of
the years pass by like songs in my memory
like
first things first my friend
i've changed
who says that
sea to sea
a bridge lies between you and me
walk across
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