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David Casey

The radio plays one last request
For the damsel in distress
The clouds are low, the water’s high
Though the instruments are glowing and
The cabin pressure’s holding tight

A shooting star that burned too bright
Extinguished in the night
And pulled below the whelming brine
Til there’s nothing left to lose
Nothing left to prove
Nothing left to find

Amelia, Amelia
Don’t you hesitate to cry
Amelia, Amelia
We were huddled along the landing field
To wave our first goodbye

The Broadways noise and flashbulb smile
Baited breath with every mile
The newsreel ends, the choir fades
Rental cars and movie stars
Flotsam jetsam flow their separate ways


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