Sometimes Black and White
Gliding above roof tops
No landing in sight
At record breaking speeds
Soaring left and right
Gasping for breath
Wildly spirited descents
Never a collision
Hardly any dents
That's how it works
You know you'll never fall
From outer space
Or someplace way beyond
From bridges, from buildings
Each perch, a different view
My God I love the feel of flight
Especially at night
The crash, so close
Pulled out just in time
Once more, do it again
Feel your heart pound
Up?Up?Up?
WAKE UP
-RS � 1999
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