everyone's arms are folded except her's.
she's driving what we're looking at
way up in the sky -
amazement at tiny but bright
red and blue lights, we hear a hum of
phantom wings
i'd never seen such a thing
from which we can see as if we had our
own wings
what a lovely thought.
Solo on wings, you will come back
to me on command, your hum will
fill the air, you're beautiful.
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