Helicopter
helicopter falls to m
calm virgin islan
it said I want to show yo
new clouds and new sk
from shore to su
we'll soar like on
brave martyr pilo
so that I can know yo
outside our cold-winded eart
feel part of your desolate pai
taste what has made you gro
at once with your oddness you enlighte
my slow unnurtured brai
be mine for a da
let your lids shut out that bad focu
to die in a stor
holding you in my last hou
our burning flesh will blow ove
some nightmare se
daylight won't find a trac
where heaven finds u
living eyes won't find a sig
where peace will hear our prayers