Goodbye to the sky,
I know I can't fly, but I
We get it on most every night
when that moon
Floating away in the bath tub
This may sound strange to
walking on high hopes
living on tight ropes
running with your feet
once upon a time a child heard a line
that moved
A friend I had once told meSuch an unusual storyOf
when you look to the pastyou wont miss what you're
the high flying bird flies aboveyou cannot see him from
what's taboo to you is just not taboo to medo
Running high, Leave behind the shadows in your mind Into
the sun it kiss my cheek yeah that feels finethe
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