Flying down slow   I don't even want to go    But it's so nice when you fly slow    I picked up a piece of the sky    I watched it, watched it under my eyes    And I noticed quite by accident    That it's the same, it's all the same    Why don't you fly slowly down with me?    I enjoy my work, I enjoy being alive    There it goes again, here we are once more    We are right are on the edge of    Whatever you choose to be on the edge of    But it's kind of nice    And it's kind of calm    That you see these things    Without even having to die    Lucky us    Lucky you, lucky me, lucky one two three    Aren't we happy?    Aren't we glad that we're here on the edge    We're right here in the sky    We're right ever you might choose to fly    You and I and the entire world can fly    Just you and I    Why not fly?