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marc blitzstein - morning poem lyrics

get out of bed, young british pilot. come on!
go walking on the wind+stilled sky
cool dawn is lovely for a promenade
the ceiling scarcely limited what we call
forget the angry, obsessed night, the corruption of waiting
forget you saw descend in a black flame
dropping his heart and identity card before him before he left the sky
and looked and lost and bought it
clean the air, young pilot, you held him
remember that, you held them. this morning is this morning
come on out, hop a flight in anybody’s ship
jump in, take flight alonе. those clothy clouds unlit by the sun are pavеment now
move up to the early sun, a falling leaf
a cool half+minute happily upside+down
the next two minutes all improvisation
the craft upon its belly, on its side
and mounting almost vertical and stopping to change its mind afloat
uh+oh, a slow roll, my error
relax, idol above, and then return
come back, come home, and still no one to talk to
no one up yet. good. climb down, young pilot
get a little earth dirt in your shoes
pat the dog on his joyful ears
young british pilot, be comforted. feel better

- marc blitzstein lyrics

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