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Airplane pushes up through clouds

Through violet sinking sun,

Pushing up through rose my love

Held on me like a gun.

They put me in the sky,

It’s for my guy it’s for my guy.

This penitence of flight

This contraband and sigh.

Now I run from silver plane,

Runnin’ from my lover’s aim.

They’ll try now to lock me down

In this sunset gown.

They put me in the sky,

It’s for my guy it’s for my guy.

This penitence of flight

This contraband and sigh.

Here I lie. Here I lie. Here I lie.

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