What is it to fall
When you can fly?
I have the world beneath my feet
And you have a hand to hold.
But I'd rather have the world.
Your happiness depends
On another soul
And mine is just staring at the sky
Why do we crave another?
Why do we create songs?
All I want are airplanes and nature
Insanity and discovery
Loneliness that wraps around me
And sleeps with me at night.
And this is all I could ever have,
And this is all that I ever am.
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