I know i should feel welcome here
Way up in the atmosphere
But i am afraid
And if i land on earth again
I'll be happy just to cut my face
While i shave
Now the sky is floating by
But i am not a cloud
And i've decided
I was not designed to fly
After all, i'm only sand
To irritate the oyster and
To wait for a pearl
And even though i must concede
Greatness has eluded me
I'd still miss the world
And i would have regrets
Were i to pirouette inside a metal jet
And i am not prepared
To sprout a pair of wings and fly
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