From twenty thousand feet high
Saw the lights below me
Twinkling just like Christmas.
We descended slowly
And the curve of the world passed
With all of that flying
Above the mighty ocean
And now we're all on the riding.
Grab the carry-on baggage,
Join the herds for the mad hunt
Take a place in the long line
Where does everyone come from?
As we shuffle on forward,
As we wait for inspection
Now, don't be holding that minor,
At the end lies redemption.
Now I'm stuffed and I wait through
I take up my position
At the mouth of the canyon
Saying prayers of contrition.
Now, please deliver my suitcase
From a mischief emperor
Now the sight of it circling
Is a hymn to the faithful
Forgive me my staring
For my unconcealed envy
In the whole of arrivals
Where the great river empties
Its hand cards and porters
Are the people they carry
To the greeted with flowers
Grand fathers and babies.
There is no one to meet me
Yet I'm all but surrounded
By the tears and embracing
By the joy unbounded
The friends and relations
Living over hemispheres
Chance of tandem reunions
All boarders vanishing.
We are travelers travelling,
We are gipsies together
We're philosophers gathering
We are business or pleasure
We are going or coming
We're just finding our way
To the next destination
And from night into day.
In a giant bird's ballet
I flew over the ocean
From twenty thousand feet high
All those lights were glowing.
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