Invisible Civilisation - N° 1 Person Of The Year

You're a form of sunshine
And if i had my word to say
You'd be a song I've heard before
But not in the same way

It's melody and chime I hear
This thing you do with your mouth
Just ridicules the word “Smile”
You’re a trip to Nicaragua
On the back of an elephant

You’re the choice of wild
A jet looping in the sky
The promise of happiness
Made flesh and hair
Raw, naked goddess of wind

How did I dare touch your lips?
How did I survive?
How long has it been
Since a plane last crashed on my doorstep?

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