| Some things I just
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| Some things I just
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| Were you born in the earth?
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| Sometimes I see planes
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| But I think of you, and I stare
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| Sweeping through the night sky
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| All of you flying by
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| How many of you are up there?
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| Perfectly above my head
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| With your cheeks on a chair
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| Some asleep
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| Some lit up by
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| Hollywood minds are clear
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| I feel the weight of the world go
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| I start my journey to and fro
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| Passport in my pocket’s getting old
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| Feel the weight of the world dissolve
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| You all look so small from up here
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| You all look so small from up there
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| You all look so small from up here
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| Is there concerns in the air?
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| You flew economy
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| Reserved your ecology
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| To escape this nightmare
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| A deluge of the world flows
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| Ain’t too easy to see when it’s
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| This lonely down here
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| So let’s escape in this arrow
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| As if it weren’t up to me
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| As if I did, I would care
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| From JFK down to Heathrow
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| Leave a window seat
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| I wanna feel free, up |