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Up for Air
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18. A Day in the Sun (07.24.15)
If I should die before I reach the top
They could not say I did in vain.
My breath is short, but I don’t want to stop –
This ecstasy numbs all the pain.
Because your finest work happens offstage
No one knows the treasures I reap.
Your strong, steady touch ended my ice age,
Glaciers plunging into the deep.
This hostage was waiting to be taken.
He now belongs to you alone.
Your pleasures will never be forsaken.
For any failure I’ll atone.
Keep handling me with your usual flair…
Oh, love, I may never come up for air.
