I hope your heart becomes an airport
Over the next five weeks, I hope your heart becomes an airport
Where worry flies in and trust flies out
God the air traffic controller
You on top of the tower, enjoying the view
But not forgetting the flowers on the ground too
Over the next five weeks, I hope your heart becomes an airport
Where the marechausse guards are actually protecting you
Against both your negative thoughts and the Devils plan
Where you learn that those guards
Are actually just parts of yourself that wanted to be protected too earlier in life
Over the next five weeks, I hope your heart becomes an airport
Where the lies you keep telling yourself in luteal
Become the take-off landing runway
But instead of hiding, they are used as power to move upon
Proving them wrong, all the way into the air
Over the next five weeks, I hope your heart becomes an airport
Where you take the luggage that was left behind by you all along
And finally have a look inside the suitcases
Only to realize it were mere memories of once happy times
That became too sad to carry
You are ready to open them now
Over the next five weeks, I hope your heart becomes an airport
Where the passengers learn not to carry too heavy luggage
Since it will only weigh down the plane
And you learn to do the same with your mind
Over the next five weeks, I hope your heart becomes an airport
Where security picks out the detection of lies
Thinking no one will hold the whole and complete depth of you
Baby, there are pilots out there ready to fly your whole plane
There are capable people out there for this flight mission
Over the next five weeks, I hope your heart becomes an airport
Where I promise you, that you will find both the gems and the garbage
But both is worth looking into
Both is where you will find the gold
The insights you have been looking for your whole life
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