Small Planes

I love the thoughtfulness of the chorus of the Innocence Mission’s song, Small Planes. It’s a question I’ve been thinking about a lot more recently.

Twenty fives miles or thousands of miles, when am I going to leave here?
Twenty fives miles or thousands of miles, when am I going to get there?
Twenty fives miles or thousands of miles, who am I going to help there?
Twenty fives miles or thousands of miles, when am I going to get there?

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About clydeblogs
I am husband to my sweetheart Lisa, and we are parents of our sweetheart Claire Renae and the curiously cute Evan. I wish I could say that I speak a little, and think a lot, but I think I speak a lot and think less than I should.

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