Month: April 2016

“Come fly with me, let’s float down to Peru.
In llama-land there’s a one-man band and he’ll toot his flute for you.
Come fly with me, let’s take off in the blue
Once I get you up there where the air is rarefied.
We’ll just glide starry-eyed.
Once I get you up there I’ll be holding you so near.
You may hear angels cheer, ’cause we’re together…”