It was something a friend said
A passing idea that you could give yourself to
There were waves of change
So I go up early in the morning, like a kite off the floor

They were putting waves in boxes
In other parts of the world
But I could be only here
Living my life

As if this were the only time this has ever happened
We lifted our eyes and raised our hands
And tried to feel for the spaceship of revolution
Battling every kind of crippling resistance

I’ve never been here before
Same here I replied
The first few words of truth spoken in years

I could still break like a stick every day
But I wanted to make it true, and I could
To shake myself up like a cocktail
Of Kings and Queens and everyone in between
Of Beggars and Dregs
Of Blue Skies and White Streaked Fuselage

There's Something in the Air