Sky Surfin'

I’m singing your plight, all your skills brought to light are here, are here.
Delicate frame and a fast humming brain, you glide, you glide.

Glide, swim, glide.

Transparent and white, all your skills that of flight are here, are here.
Dimensional being and I feel I must say, you hide, you hide.

Are you just lonely ghosts transporting our souls!
Prehistoric dragonfly’s - you’ve gotten’ to be old!
They said you don’t exist, you’re motion blur!

Are you just lonely ghosts transporting our souls!
Prehistoric dragonfly’s - you’ve gotten’ to be bold!

Skyfish survive, their skills of wanting to hide are here, are here
Delicate frame and a sky surfin’ game, you swim and you glide

Glide, swim, hide . . .

Listen to the music:
Sky Surfin'
from the album "Destination X45"
2009 - 8:21 - BM226

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© John Buckingham 2006