Paroles de Fear Of Heights

I'm easing out Of a single file line, Possessed by early morning dew. And rays of light that shine Through the tops of trees The teachers herd us towards the bus With hands like dried up leaves Not like the green So high above and below Now I am an airplane oo-ee-oo-ee-oo. A moments hesitation In the dream. This airplane's tainted by long living, But in this morning I am a child. With wings spread wide and weaving Through the others, More than simply fearless, I Can catch the wind And turn cartwheels through the trees. In a halo of light Reflecting off The yellow bus I catch the glares From the grass. The children stare Their knees are scabbed. Their chance to fly Is passing by And on their knees Spread wrinkled lines. We all must die Like petals wilt And who am I To stand on stilts? But still obliged To ask a question sound As any for the asking While still floating above the ground. Do your children care to join me? No, we're all afraid Afraid of fright. I don't want to be alone Suspended on parade With a fear of heights.