I look into the sky
As the plane crashes down
Thinking I never should have left
My safe and lovely place
My blue death
Has arrived
Slowly creeping
Slowly drowning
Draining the life out of me
The colors soar in front of my very eyes
As the plane crashes down
I love the feeling of finally living
My life was sheltered
My life was harsh
I was never open
I was always alone
As the plane crashed down
I look up into the sky
Filled with wonders
That you’ll never know
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