i versus i
Tongue of the earth, dream in the sky
The rhythm of the flowers in the breeze that feathers my skin
And makes me fly

My armoured car has overturned
In the flowers the sun has turned
And to the heavens sent, returned
My jet black boots are now upturned

i versus I
My heart in my mouth, streams in the sky
The rhythm of the hours in the breeze that feathers the sun
And makes me fly

My armoured car has overturned
In the flowers the sun has turned
As to the heaven's scent, returned
My crash-helmet is now upturned

All this pollen is making me twitch
All my powers coming unstitched
All this spandex is making me itch
All my powers coming unstitched

I versus I
Spandex peeled to a natural high
The rhythm of my powers in the breeze
That makes me fly
Makes me fly

...And makes you fly
Makes you fly
Fly...

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