Act Three

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There's A Pilot in the Jumpseat


"And you'll say
Don't you worry your pretty, little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours"


"Please tell me you haven't killed anyone."
"Well, you'll have to read and
find out, I'm afraid."

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