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When the sky falls I'll look down At broken clouds And The fabric of space Tore like the fray **** Whose gonna fix!? I''ll be looked upon Flyboy! "Just jump on the moon! Pull the sky in full With a pulley And if it's too heavy Pull me!" Who want's to be a Citiczen of earth When once white clouds Are now Covered in dirt Since I'm The only guy with wings You say, It's easy to see Me I should fly Reweave strings But I'm no seamstress It seems stressful To have duty On Call Due to my Enclave of feathers Assorted in perfection Cleverly positioned To make light And lift I take flight Even when the wind Blows away I'm wieghtless I've waited a long time To be accepted Along time You denied me Who wants to befreind The freak But now you say It's my destiny To save you But I won't Will you freak when I deny? Will you cry Shout Scream In the final moments? Or own it Like the fate You made me taste As bitter As the first look you gave When you saw My disfigured back You didn't front Like you didn't notice The ugly sight Which would soon Be your savior
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 1:02 PM UTC
Fly Boy
When the sky falls I'll look down At broken clouds And The fabric of space Tore like the fray **** Whose gonna fix!? I''ll be looked upon Flyboy! "Just jump on the moon! Pull the sky in full With a pulley And if it's too heavy Pull me!" Who want's to be a Citiczen of earth When once white clouds Are now Covered in dirt Since I'm The only guy with wings You say, It's easy to see Me I should fly Reweave strings But I'm no seamstress It seems stressful To have duty On Call Due to my Enclave of feathers Assorted in perfection Cleverly positioned To make light And lift I take flight Even when the wind Blows away I'm wieghtless I've waited a long time To be accepted Along time You denied me Who wants to befreind The freak But now you say It's my destiny To save you But I won't Will you freak when I deny? Will you cry Shout Scream In the final moments? Or own it Like the fate You made me taste As bitter As the first look you gave When you saw My disfigured back You didn't front Like you didn't notice The ugly sight Which would soon Be your savior
joseph-childress
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 1:02 PM UTC
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