Shipwrecks

hieroglyphs of road reveal your secrets to the bold who dare to look and to decode them from the greatness of these heights within these strange geographies of white i swear i think of you each time that i look down and watch the shapes receding on the ground so much like shipwrecks in the air between the clouds there's no turning back there's no turning back now by the time that we touch down i half believe you'll be standing at arrivals right beside the baggage claim i can almost see your face behind the crowd and i swear i think of you each time that i look down and watch the shapes receding on the ground so much like shipwrecks in the air between the clouds there's no turning back there's no turning back now

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