Robert Wyatt — September The Ninth

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Woman wishing for wings
(Too large a lump to pass for bird)
Hopes that by wishing hard enough
She will cast off the ballast
And the swallows
Will politely accept her waving arms
As wings
And she will join in with them
And she will rise up with them
And she will
Fly