2003-07-09 - 1:18 a.m.
Put on faith glasses, then you'll see
what without could never be
consider when you think of me
there's an awesome mystery
when two minds meet above the flak
in dogfight airy clouds of black
you can't out maneuver Jack
I know when to hide, when to lay back
and when it's time to attack
as I unload the rounds, my lover
into the cockpit where you hover
zero gravity ensues
when I win you then you'll lose
all the other guys you see
cuz you'll be satisfied with me
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