Excuse me while I kiss the sky.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
And now, excuse me while I interrupt myself.
I always start a painting with the sky.
I live in the sky as a pilot, so it has great meaning to me.
I'm the kind of person who doesn't wait for opportunities to fall from the sky.
I talk to God but the sky is empty.
Don't even try to talk to me when I'm watching the moon. That's my moon, baby.
Reason, I sacrifice you to the evening breeze.
The sky isn't falling.
And when the day arrives I'll become the sky and I'll become the sea and the sea will come to kiss me for I am going home. Nothing can stop me now.
Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.