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Raise your head, meagerest of fledglings |
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And breathe in deep and cease to cry |
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For life it beats within you to fix upon the sky |
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And fix upon the sky and fix, fix upon |
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The sky is beckoning your coming |
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Your feathered nest has grown too small |
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The wind is here to greet you, spread your wings and simply fall |
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Spread your wings and simply fall, spread your wings |
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Spread your wings and simply |
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Fall into the rushing air and then struggle |
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And struggle and fight to rise above and then surrender to your freedom |
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For these are the many pains of love and these are the many pains of love |
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And many many are the pains, the pains of love |
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That frightening fall has become a friend with gravity, now do you play? |
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Inches from death and the frozen ground and then away |
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The clouds separate to reveal the warmth |
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Of the goldenest bright shining sea |
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Nigh falls and it's gone again but now you're free to give it chase |
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And to soar through |
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Heaven, mightiest of eagles |
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And rule your minions of the sky, the earth is far below you |
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Once it's prisoner now do you fly? |
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Once just a fledgling now do you fly? |
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Now my fledgling, now my fledgling, now do you fly free? |