Land

I can’t land.

Each time I try, here comes the fan.

I can’t land.

That looks nice and soft. Forget that plan.

I can’t land.

People, they might let me stand.

I can’t land.

A mountain top, far from man.

I can’t land.

Help me understand.

I can’t land.

Each time I get close; nope. Lend me a hand.

I can’t land.

Each time, so close. LAND! LAND! LAND!

I can’t land.

So tired. I’ll even take sand.

I can’t land.

Land! Land!

I can’t land.

Can’t find that place here I can be grand.

Dear God, I need to land.

Exhausted. Tired. Done. Help me land.

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