Flight Patterns Plot

Who knows if we'll cross
When flight patterns plot
We're drawn to the points
On which ends do we mark
The arrows?
Such little things

On maps worn and pressed
Unfolded on our laps

If it's you and me
Let's cut through the trees
Pull our barks in line
Before the path unwinds
Like knots wearing time
Grow around and apart
Go until we're sharp
Stick to the plot
Bury ill-gotten gains
Deep in our names

We're arrows
Such little things

Who knows if we'll cross
When flight patterns plot
We're bound to the points
On which ends will we mark?



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Writer(s): Eric Cheng
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