Goodbye Sky Harbor

Is tomorrow just a day like all the rest.
How could you know just what you did?
So full of faith yet so full of doubt I ask.
Time and time again you said don’t be afraid.
If you believe you can do it.
The only voice I want to hear is yours.
And again.
I shall ask you this once again.
And again.
He said:
I am but one small instrument.
Do you remember that?
So here I am above palm trees so straight and tall.
You are smaller, getting smaller.
But I still see you.