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At 35, 000 ft.
I would step out and glide
Into the middle of a cloud
It'd catch us you know
And right after that
I'd pull some atmosphere
Over our shoulder
And settle in for a nap
At 35, 000 ft.
I would step out and glide
Into the middle of a cloud
It'd catch us you know
And right after that
I'd pull some atmosphere
Over our shoulder
And settle in for a nap