Sunday, December 30, 2012

Flying At Midnight

The city lights below,
Make me feel so low,
Because even if I'm above I'll be soon
coming back home alone.
The tone of the night,
Makes my mind recite,
The moments in my life that make me feel
like I can take a flight into the night.
Respite the sights and lights.
I would never look back to those nights,
If I took a flight into the night.

Started the escort,
Out into the airport.
Started the airplane,
To get away from the pain.
In the air I was finally free,
And I could finally see,
But in that midnight flight,
You gave me the sight,
To see another way,
And live another day.

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