Fly Away
A model tries to jump in my cab
But sweetie you’re idiotic
Kissing boys
Not one two three
But three four five
The number of me
Trying to forget
The one who stirred within me
Like an elegant sleep
A dream not so real
A place I’d like to slip my paw
And paddle deeply the blue rivers
Blood pounding the streets
Of a place I’ve never seen
Oh it was only a dream
My blessed sweet one
Into the night I fly
In my shoes which sparkle like
A thousand jewels
But cost five pounds
Take me I say
But there’s no answer
In this deserted street
Of this run down town
Lying awake till five AM
The truth comes knocking
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