MARY CHAPIN CARPENTER WITH AOIFE O’DONOVAN

Twenty thousand feet high
I saw the lights below me
Twinkling just like Christmas.
We descended slowly

And the curve of the world passed
With all of that flying
Above the mighty ocean
And now we all are arriving.

Grab the carry-on baggage,
Join the herd for the mad run
Take a place in the long line
Where does everyone come from?

As we shuffle on forward,
As we wait for inspection
Don’t be holding that line up,
At the end lies redemption.

oh, oh, oh, hey, hey, hey, ah, ah, ah

Now I’m stamped and I’m waved through
I take up my position
At the mouth of the canyon
Saying prayers of contrition.

Now, please deliver my suitcase
From all mischief and peril
Now the sight of it circling
Is a hymn to the faithful

Forgive me my staring
For my unconcealed envy
In the hall of arrivals
Where the great river empties

It’s hand carts and porters
All the people it carries
To be greeted with flowers
Grandfathers and babies.

oh, oh, oh, hey, hey, hey, ah, ah, ah

There is no one to meet me
Yet I’m all but surrounded
By the tears and embracing
By the joy unbounded

The friends and relations
leaping over hemispheres
Transcendental reunion
All borders vanish here,

We are travelers travelling,
We are gypsies together
We’re philosophers gathering
We are business or pleasure

We are going or coming
We’re just finding our way
To the next destination
And from night into day.

oh, oh, oh, hey, hey, hey, ah, ah, ah

oh, oh, oh, hey, hey, hey, ah, ah, ah

In a giant bird’s belly
I flew over the ocean
From twenty thousand feet high
All those lights were glowing.

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