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domingo, janeiro 9

Sailboats - Sky Sailing

Sailboats wish that they were stars
Floating softly in the sky
Among our dreams that bid goodbye
Moving thru transparent space
Drifting thru the stratosphere
And onwards ‘til they disappear
These continents from overhead
Look like tiny paper shapes
Intricately set in place
Below the misty mountain clouds
There’s a lovely silver bay
Where sunset sailors often hide away

Scuba-diver in the loch
Speed-boat driver on the dock
Sailplane pilot in the blue
Take me up there with you
The world looks brighter from this high altitude

I was walking through the trees
And I was swimming through the seas
I was falling through the air
When it hit me right there
My eyes are tired and I don’t even care

An airplane carried me to bed
Where I slept above the coast
And dreamt I had become a ghost
I sailed above the frozen peaks
Deep in cold cathedral caves
Across the hills and far beyond the waves

Take the car on the run
Fly the jet to the sun
And bring the spacecraft in soon
While I play chess with the moon
I feel like sleeping through this cold afternoon

Once in 1964
An actress ran on the shore
And though you’ll never return
I love you Audrey Hepburn
Sometimes I can see your face in the crowd
There are sailboats throughout this brilliant sky
But you cannot pick them out if you can’t fly
I’m glad the Earth doesn’t care if I go up there
If you want to just ask me and I’ll take you along.

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