Nearby, in a building quite high
They’re pioneering the latest in needles and thread
Nations indivisible need invisible and invincible infrared
To repair the fabric of society with great people of variety
The workers with skill and compassion, sew things not for fashion
Our nations relations need much more salvation
Without words spoken
They’re quietly fixing the broken
Restoring pride for all sides
Repairing tears and divides
Up in the sky, the Miles is flying one of his planes
Visibility is poor due to the rain
Beginning to question his direction
He thinks something is wrong based on his recollection
The coasts become visible but in between the land is hardly seen
This understanding prepares for him instrument landing