I know I should feel welcome here Way up in the atmosphere But I am afraid And if I land on earth again I'll be happy just to cut my face While I shave
Now the sky is floating by But I am not a cloud And I've decided I was not designed to fly
After all, I'm only sand To irritate the oyster and To wait for a pearl And even though I must concede Greatness has eluded me I'd still miss the world
And I would have regrets Were I to pirouette inside a metal jet And I am not prepared To sprout a pair of wings and fly
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