Starting to fly slightly above
Feet are just barely grazing the earth
The view has been flipped
The arrow pointing in
Cannot unsee that which has been seen
You want to show her your deep admiration
And hope she returns a mutual consideration
You don't see the message in wordless spaces
She needs just one thing to start a real conversation
The running away has no end
Tomorrow will not come
No matter the speed of footsteps
If you could just be for one eye blink
You won't want to work so eagerly
And so you shoot yourself in the foot
Bound by convention and proven moves
To jump from a moving train into a stationary well
Takes wonder and a string
Pulling your heart upstream
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