Cicadas and gulls
They scrape on the hull
The land and the sea
They're distant from me
I'm in the sky, sky, sky
I'm in the sky
Thoughts are like pearls
And flags are unfurled
When we're in the dark
I'll ride you like the ark
Because you're mine, mine, mine
Because you're mine
Maps can be poems
When you're on your own
I'm in the sky, sky, sky
I'm in the sky
I'm in the sky
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