Through the clouds.
From underneath they look like thick, gray sludge.
You swear they were white a second ago.

Are you falling?

Loud wind roars in your ears, your head starts to throb.
The air passes too fast, no chance to inhale.

The clouds look so far now, strange.
Was that a bird passing?
Bird... bill, feathers... wings
Yes, just spread your wing and fly,
fly away

That didn't work.
Maybe try again,
just breathe and- no air.

You can make out citylights now.
lot of cars for this time. how rhythmic they move...
Makes it look like the town has a pulse,
doesn't it.

maybe someone is looking up right now,
wondering how you got up there...
How did you get here?

The lights get closer, closer- they are pretty.
Dont you think?

Perhaps you'll keep going forever.
The asphalt will part and you'll go right through,
or maybe not.
But you probably won't feel the crash,
right?

Strange how the seconds stretch.
Your lungs burn, the skin too- but its so cold

Maybe try that flying thing again, after all this is a GOOD TIME
to start believing in miracles

one
ignore the burning, just try

Two
still nothing, what are you doing?

THREE
you're not a bird you cant fly-
breathe-no air BREATHE- STILL NO AIR

ONE- shut up

You won't fly. For You-

TWO- stop
-there is only One way to go-

THREE- NOW
breathe, fly
COME ON, breathe, fly, breathe, fly

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