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The sky is near, I'm burning in the heart of the sun |
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Where I am, my feet don't move, they don't run |
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But I ain't yearning to be gone |
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Whenever this day will dawn, I will have |
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Left the ground |
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Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
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Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
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I will see the next one from a higher ground |
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However it will make things turn, I will have |
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Left the ground |
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Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
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Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
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And when all seems clear, I'm freezing in the ray of lights |
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Where I go my thoughts will shine again |
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But I ain't yearning to be gone |
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Whenever this day will dawn, I will have |
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Left the ground |
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Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
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Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
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I will see the next one from a higher ground |
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However it will make things turn, I will have |
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Left the ground |
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Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
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Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
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Where I am, my feet don't move |
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Where I go my thoughts will shine again |
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I will see the next one from a higher ground |
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However it will make things turn, I will have |
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Left the ground |
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Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
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Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
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I will see the next one from a higher ground |
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However it will make things turn, I will have left the ground |