What I'm sayin' is - you just gotta let yourself feel everything moving around you, bouncing off your skin, just... just glide man. In the end, this is what it's all about.
No need, no need for brakes anymore, especially when everything is flowing uncontrollably and you're part of it all, just not giving a damn, just going with it, whatever it is , to the end of it all, just some slow cadenced glide through the windfall of existence, or something, I forgot.
Right this moment, just now, before and not after, during, there is only one word that can encompass it all - free-fall. Inhale, exhale, glide!
Yeaaaaahhhhh!
Just listen, if you can, as I tug on my cigarette as if I'm sipping wine, hanging on the vine, laughing instead of wining, just mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... living!
You gotta love it, you gotta live it, you gotta be it, all I'm sayin' is you just gotta...
Gotta glide cause we're all falling and there are no safety nets, just safe landing spots.
Prick me because I think I may still be conscious and that is of no interest to me now. I'm just going for aerodynamics right now and there's nothing gonna stop me now.
Just fly and be happy, the wind is warm, life is warmth, being is air, everything is nothing and the point is there is no point.
Just because... just be, just smile, just live and be sure tomorrow the sun will rise again, water will still be wet and me and you, whoever you are, we'll still be alive and ready for take-off!
Fly!
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