There should be an answer for all of this my friend
All your doubts and questions are so appropriate
Like, can you live?
Can you feel?
Should you stay?
I strain, for words I just can’t say,
For words I just can’t say
If I could write a letter with the perfect thing to say
I’d give a damn good reason, I’d assure you it’s okay
And that you can live
That you can feel
That you can stay
I wouldn’t strain for words I just can’t say,
For words I just can’t say
How do you fly this plane?
How do you fly this plane?
Can it be it will get better and weigh less on your mind
Will you be okay, will you one day find
That you can live
That you can stay
Words I just can’t say
Words I just can’t say
If words could make it better, I’d say them everyday
I’d flash bright lights upon them and neon lights that say
You can live
You will be okay
That you should stay,
I wouldn’t strain for words I just can’t say,
For words I just can’t say
You can fly this plane
You can fly this plane
You can fly this plane
You can fly this plane
You can fly this plane
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