.[Verse I: Buck 65]
The sun is always shining bright, at thirty thousand feet above
Waiting games creating flames, burning with the heat of love
Another day another turn page, no we've reached the most absurd stage
Both my arms turn into branches and my chest becomes a bird cage
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