Apollo Sunshine - Fear of Heights
I'm easing out
Of a single file line
Possessed by early morning dew
And rays of light that shine
Through the tops of trees
The teachers herd us towards the bus
With hands like dried up leaves
Not like the green
So high above and below
Now I am an airplane
Oo-ee-oo-ee-oo
A moments hesitation
In the dream
This airplane's tainted by long living
But in this morning I am a child
With wings spread wide and weaving
Through the others
More than simply fearless I
Can catch the wind
And turn cartwheels through the trees
In a halo of light
Reflecting off
The yellow bus
I catch the glares
From the grass
The children stare
Their knees are scabbed
Their chance to fly
Is passing by
And on their knees
Spread wrinkled lines
We all must die
Like petals wilt
And who am I
To stand on stilts
But still obliged
To ask a question sound
As any for the asking
While still floating above the ground
Do your children care to join me
No we're all afraid
Afraid of fright
I don't want to be alone
Suspended on parade
With a fear of heights