Lyrics
I could be this sky tonite, double black and full of light
In the wings, so blood-hot, blood-sweet and safe as a naked baby
Favorite one, who knew we are a big blue bird up and flying
We jingle us along, this same old different song's a backhand crack to love
But would we sing the same,
Private plane
Silver machines to your homeland or a flight out of sight
You're a star before I wake and I swing through these ten-cent highs in a glitter gown of pavement thread, sure I got time, and of who I am, where I am bound, a dollar lost, a dollar found as you keep walking the street
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