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I cannot hear a single whisper

I cannot see an open eye

And the faces I see are indifferent to me

And my soul becomes the aeroplane

Never a thought of parachuting

I am given to the winds just like a kite

I am upside, I'm downside

And I'm rolling around

As my soul becomes the aeroplane

I'm the aeroplane

I am the wheel

I'm the maker so give it a try

Believe me, I sure can make you fly

I am your pilot

The aeroplane is all inside your head

I am everything you said

You ever needed