Air

Words & Music by Chris Miller

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On your way to the end
don't stop to look down.
On my way to the end
stretch thin to reach back.

On your way thru the air
don't stop to look down.
On my way thru the air
I'll pause and look down.

Take the key unlock the door.
Say it, float off the floor.

Sail thru the air
with the greatest of ease.
Hover there
inches above the trees.

On the weight of a breath
a ghost of a chance.
On the wings of a prayer
dance the dance.
With this key
unlock the door.
Say it, drift off the floor.
Smell the ozone, taste the red.
With this ring I thee,...

Sail thru the air
with the greatest of ease.
Hover there
inches above the trees.
Glide thru the air
with the greatest of ease.
Hang there
for everyone to see.