How To Trade Energy For Flight

Written by: Jonathan Michael Conlon

Straight across-               -Land lost
Land forgiving-                 -Hands permitting; men do not sail old feelings.
Land lost men do not sail old feelings.
fish do not scale tall buildings.
Hands straight across women, permitting, are just bent arms forgiving.
Men, like Him do not sail old feelings.
My ribs complicate matters and to the fish under clearer water,
my complaints, I'd trade them double for the price of pressure.
How ya doing,' How ya been?
Come on Babe, invite me in! 
Just hands across women. control arm bent beneath, just allowing
my ribs to complicate what matters. And to Him above thunder and water,
Thank You, I'd make it up to You were I to know.