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Flying Machine

from Recollections (2018) by James Dean Cotton

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When I was still growing up,
We'd go to the spotters lot, and
Watch these machines of
Windows and wings.

We'd sit in dad's Fairlane Ford
On a Lambert Field service road
As they glided in
On thundering wind.

Flying machine!
Flying machine!
Fly like a bird, spirit unseen.
Flying machine!

So I got a job building planes,
Forging and fitting and frame.
Titanium gear,
Carbon and tears.

A lighter-than-air shell
Magical chair spell
Stringers and skin,
Defeating the wind.

Flying machine!
Flying machine!
Fly like a bird, spirit unseen.
Flying machine!

We take it for granted,
The moment we've landed.
We were asleep up in the sky.
Eight miles high,
You'd think we were gods,
Angels that fly.

Flying machine!
Flying machine!
Fly like a bird, spirit unseen.
Flying machine!

Flying machine!
Flying machine!
Fly like a bird, spirit unseen.
Magical dragon that somebody dreamed:

Flying machine.

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from Recollections (2018), track released September 15, 2017
James Dean Cotton: guitar and vocal

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James Dean Cotton Seattle, Washington

James Dean Cotton hails from the Missouri Ozarks where bluegrass and Americana infused an easy, 70's acoustic style. He writes and performs solo and with the acoustic duo, American Sons, in the Seattle area.

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