I was in a plane to Panama
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And a fly landed on her thigh
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And I thought I brushed it off quite brashly
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I introduced myself
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And she said her name was sky.
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A simple Hi and I could tell
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That her plainness was well seamless
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And somewhere deep inside
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She drove a calm and weightless determination
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And to what lands her mind would travel
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I don't know but I was so curious
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I had to keep on thinking of her floating through the clouds Yeah
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I asked her whether she enjoyed being in the air
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And airily she answered with an accent so careful
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I could feel each syllable while
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I love things that seem impossible
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I love things that seem impossible
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Well I love things that seem impossible
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And I love things that seem impossible Yeah
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Seem impossible
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Seem impossible
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I love things that seem impossible
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And to what lands her mind would travel
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I don't know but I was so curious
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I had to keep on thinking of her floating through the clouds Yeah
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Panama
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| The Cat Empire |
