Coming back from the cemetery
Went for a coke
Girl on my arm
She wanted to smoke
Lit a J
Said ok
Watched her take off
An angel in flight
She beckoned to me
I could not smile
Could not cry
Just got on that train
We were flying
Into the night
We were flying
Against the wind
Against everything
Against everything
Coming back from the cemetery
Flying for life
Flying for all
Come with us
A trip we all need
To sow the seed
Of reality
Girl on my arm
Offered a Jay
Said ok
Found myself in yesterday
Before the cemetery
Flying
Against the wind
Against everything
Against everything
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