I’m getting tired
Sometimes it’s sad
There is a wire
I’ve got to grab
It’ll tug me through me troubles
It’ll get me past
That crack that’s always smiling
In the broken sky
Sweep me up and let me loose
I’ll fly
A cloud of sea birds
Swims in the sky
A flock of surfers
Flies on the tide
I float in flowing motion
It’s quite a ride
The wind is thick as water
The water’s smooth as wind
Sweep me up let me begin
Again
Sweep me up in the breast
Of the sky when I die
And I’ll fly in the soul of the wind
When I see how the birds
Surf the waves in the air
My guess is heaven is this
That crack is always smiling
In the broken sky
Sweep me up and let me loose
I’ll fly
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