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Listen to the Sky
It whistles as it talks
Seductively to you and I
Like promises from champagne corks
Our senses it will surely thrill
Our minds will race and grow
Addicted to the azure chill
As round and round we go
Listen to the Sky
It sings a Siren's song
She clouds the mind, that Lorelei
And sings that it's where we belong
Soft clouds are like a feather bed
The wind a comforter so warm
Her wondrous pleasures fill each head
Obscuring now the evil storm
Listen to the Sky
It plays the thunder dirge
It hides the lightning there so high
When good and evil merge
It tempts us with its open space
It makes us want to fly
To kiss that Jezebel's fair face
And listen to the Sky.
