I'm thrown away into the air, not something that would kill me but something that'll help me fly. You've got this rhythm, this beat in your step that lightens your body, it lightens the air.

   I'm high enough to write something down and send it to you; a letter or a three words, a thousand pages read in one second.
   I'm high enough to see the whole town, the house where you live and where we first became lovers. I'm high enough to see.