| Welcoming the new century when hopes were soaring high
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| Came along a child with starry eyes the color of the sky
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| A few years more and the drums of war were thundering away
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| And a pair of eyes cast in the sky saw wherein lay the way
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| There was a place to be for her who had no care
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| Other than finally to be lighter than the air
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| Come now, hear the engine sing
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| And winds on the windshield cry
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| The aerodrome grew angels wings
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| A shot went through the sky
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| Ever upward, heavenward
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| To heights that will twist the mind
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| Hardly before known to man
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| Let alone to her kind
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| From all the corners of the world, the wings they carried far
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| From the heights you finally realize we’re not so far apart
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| For all the world, down on the ground we live and there we die
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| Who was never meant to walk on earth one day returns to sky
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| She kept the course until the signal died away
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| Up there where eyes cannot see lies aviator’s grave
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| Come now, hear the engine sing
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| And winds on the windshield cry
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| The aerodrome grew angel’s wings
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| A shot went through the sky
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| Ever upward, heavenward
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| To heights that will twist the mind
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| Hardly before known to man
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| Let alone to her kind |