| From 20,000 feet
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| I saw the lights below me
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| Twinkling just like Christmas
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| We descended slowly
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| And the curve of the world passed
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| With all of that flying
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| Above the mighty ocean
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| And now we all are arriving
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| Grab the carry on baggage
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| Join the herd for the mad run
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| Take a place in the long line
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| Where does every one come from?
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| As we shuffle on forward
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| As we wait for inspection
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| Don’t be holding that line up
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| At the end lies redemption
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| Oh Oh, Hey Hey, Ah Ah
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| Now I’m stamped and I’m waved through
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| I take up my position
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| At the mouth of the cannon
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| Saying prayers of contrition
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| Please deliver my suitcase
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| From all mischief and peril
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| Now the sight of it circling
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| Is a hymn to the faithful
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| Forgive me for my staring, for my unconcealed envy
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| In the Hall of Arrivals where the great river empties
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| It’s hand carts and porters
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| All the people it carries
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| To be greeted with flowers
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| Grandfathers and babies
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| Oh Oh, Hey Hey, Ah Ah
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| There is no one to meet me
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| Yet I’m all but surrounded
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| By the tears and embracing
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| By the joy unbounded
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| The friends and relations
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| Leaping over hemispheres
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| Transcendental reunion
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| All borders vanish here
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| We are travelers traveling
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| We are gypsies together
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| We’re philosophers gathering
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| We are business or pleasure
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| We are going or coming
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| We’re just finding our way
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| To the next destination
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| And from night into day
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| Oh Oh, Hey Hey, Ah Ah,
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| Oh Oh, Hey Hey, Ah Ah
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| In a giant bird’s belly
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| I flew over the ocean
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| From 20,000 feet high
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| How those lights were glowing |