.In the morning we will wake up and take to the air>
Look back at the planet - I'm glued to my chair>
Southern half is burning as we climb through the sky
Sea-birds softly falling, smoke way up high
There's the contours of the mountains, the deserts and the plains
And a hurrica.
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