I’m over the holiday breaks and cold receptions
I posed with the oxygen tanks today
But I’ve come alive again
And I think they all will notice
This time I aim to prove it
Landing now

His feet on the virgin ground
Pigtails pacing, pirouetting around the mob
Behold the busy men and the tired old tattoos
This time I aim to prove it
Landing now

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Words & music by John Hofmann