Float past coast, past field, past street
With cool head and itchy feet.
Easy up back with the wing
My love said she'd be waiting.
Moving, still breathing.
Softer than usual.
The distances from home,
Lay back, Let it go
Feeling close.
Drift slow like a balloon,
Time heals any wound.
Moving most.
Light me up, don't pin me down.
7 months... I quit the town
Silent I went down the hall.
Left my love from Newcastle,
Okay now, Sitting
Higher than usual
The distances from home
Lay back, let it go
Feeling close
Drift slow like a balloon
Time heals any wound
Moving most.
All pine most of the way
Return, got it made.
All day
This sweet familiar breeze
Rolling underneath...
I stay
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