Flying down slow

I don't even want to go 

But it's so nice when you fly slow 

I picked up a piece of the sky 

I watched it, watched it under my eyes 

And I noticed quite by accident 

That it's the same, it's all the same 

Why don't you fly slowly down with me? 

I enjoy my work, I enjoy being alive 

There it goes again, here we are once more 

We are right are on the edge of 

Whatever you choose to be on the edge of 

But it's kind of nice 

And it's kind of calm 

That you see these things 

Without even having to die 

Lucky us 

Lucky you, lucky me, lucky one two three 

Aren't we happy? 

Aren't we glad that we're here on the edge 

We're right here in the sky 

We're right ever you might choose to fly 

You and I and the entire world can fly 

Just you and I 

Why not fly?