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Pass away the hours |
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Hear the footsteps of the past |
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Walking up the stairs of time |
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Knowing that I'm trapped |
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Cold winds of indifference persuade a movement south |
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Thinking that it's better there |
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The warmer climes that we seek out |
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The poor bird flies up in the air |
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Never getting anywhere |
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How much misery can one soul take? |
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Trying to fly away could have been your first mistake |
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Oh poor bird |
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Up in the air |
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Never getting anywhere |
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Picking petals off a flower, loves me, loves me not |
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Is love another way to count the things you haven't got? |
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We wish the best to all our friends |
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Young and old alike |
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When the dust has settled in the sky |
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You can have anything you like |
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The poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere |
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How much misery can one soul take |
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Trying to fly away could have been your fist mistake |
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Oh poor bird |
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Up in the air |
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Never getting anywhere |
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Oh poor bird |