Perfect Sky - Sarah Slean

The injured pilot performs inspection

She turns the dials and waits for perfection

the wind is howling all around her

she wants a moment she will never find

don’t wait for the perfect sky

The injured dancer can’t find the rhythm

something’s broken but it’s within him

the dance is real and it never falters

you cannot see it because you’ve closed your eyes

don’t wait, don’t wait, fly.

don’t wait for the perfect sky

the time is never right

aim for the higher height

you make not reach it

but you might you might

so take that second guess

and turn it into yes

be the light

it’s never a perfect sky

the writer weeps for her faded glory

she is burdened by her story

so write a new one, let it begin with the injured warrior walking into fire

don’t wait, don’t wait.

Fly.

Don’t wait for the perfect sky.

the time is never right

aim for the higher height

you make not reach it

oh but you might you might

so take that second guess

and turn it into yes

be the light

it’s never a perfect sky

Never a perfect.

Never a perfect.

(Never a perfect sky).

Never a perfect.

Never a perfect.

(Never a perfect sky).

Never a perfect.

Never a perfect.

(Never a perfect sky).

Never a perfect.

Never a perfect.

(Never a perfect sky).

No never a perfect sky

the time is never right

aim for the higher height

you make not reach it

oh but you might you might

so take that second guess

and turn it into yes

be the light

it’s never a perfect sky

It’s never a perfect sky.