i believe i can flyWhen the wind took its seat
In the days of young pigeons
Kites were placed in the sky
They clap and sing songs of joy
As ravens hover above
I thought its becoming real
But still thinking i can fly

It came from the north east
Raising the earths dust
If i had eagles wing
Pay visit to the country side
We took off into the air with valor
As dreams that meant to be
I just believe i can fly

Like beggars in their wish_doom
Never fit to ride
We see them in the prints
A project that evades the commission
But feathers went loose from the suit
Then i realize in the state of stupor
I cant fly nowhere

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