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Little airplane head
you've seen it all fade out
in brittle jet stream thoughts
I can see your ciphers now
hailing a ground ground up
'cause I've seen how the mighty
free up filling skies.
Searching where no fossils called,
those silver walls still fall
to the valleys blinking through our guilty fog
Come down, little airplane head
You wanna see it all
but who will check a phantom path's glow?
Who will track a shrinking shadow?
Who's gonna believe what they've only seen from beneath?
Who's gonna be there after your hair and teeth?
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