Section 25 - Friendly Fires

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Flying so high
Flying so high
You can hear them
You can see them
They’re on their wave
They’re on their wave
Over to you
No one can escape
This kind of war
Forty thousand feet
Above the floor
And the little children
Have nowhere to run
They don’t even know what’s going on
Flying so high
Flying so high
You can hear them
You can see them
They’re on their wave
They’re on their wave
Over to you