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Flying down slow I don't even want to go But it's so nice when you fly slow I picked up a piece of the sky I watched it, watched it under my eyes And I noticed quite by accident That it's the same, it's all the same Why don't you fly slowly down with me? I enjoy my work, I enjoy being alive There it goes again, here we are once more We are right are on the edge of Whatever you choose to be on the edge of But it's kind of nice And it's kind of calm That you see these things Without even having to die Lucky us Lucky you, lucky me, lucky one two three Aren't we happy? Aren't we glad that we're here on the edge We're right here in the sky We're right ever you might choose to fly You and I and the entire world can fly Just you and I Why not fly? From Letras Mania