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If I could be a little bit taller I would lift the weights and return back stronger If I could fight my demons with my bare knuckles I would make the hell suffer for the pain it's inflicted on me If I had been just a little more patient I would've never taken the pills that fake me happy Only if I were not addicted to bliss I would've never leaned on something so fickle Only if I could have believed in me When the voices in my head kept breaking me Only if I had a little bit of faith in God Only then I'd be somewhat courageous I've been... Running through the woods Walking straight through fire If I could soar a little bit higher... I would kiss the painful Earth a goodbye If I could soar just a little high-er... I'd embrace the open sky in a heartbeat Only if I could, only if I could High up in the mountains, higher than the clouds There lives an old sage, alone on his own He's lived through the cold, and he's lived through the pain He's lived through the hunger, he has such restrain If I could soar a little bit higher... I would meet that old man in his humble cave If I could soar just a little high-er... I'd be wiser than the old fool I am now Only if I could, only if I could
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Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 6:34 AM UTC
If I Could Soar
If I could be a little bit taller I would lift the weights and return back stronger If I could fight my demons with my bare knuckles I would make the hell suffer for the pain it's inflicted on me If I had been just a little more patient I would've never taken the pills that fake me happy Only if I were not addicted to bliss I would've never leaned on something so fickle Only if I could have believed in me When the voices in my head kept breaking me Only if I had a little bit of faith in God Only then I'd be somewhat courageous I've been... Running through the woods Walking straight through fire If I could soar a little bit higher... I would kiss the painful Earth a goodbye If I could soar just a little high-er... I'd embrace the open sky in a heartbeat Only if I could, only if I could High up in the mountains, higher than the clouds There lives an old sage, alone on his own He's lived through the cold, and he's lived through the pain He's lived through the hunger, he has such restrain If I could soar a little bit higher... I would meet that old man in his humble cave If I could soar just a little high-er... I'd be wiser than the old fool I am now Only if I could, only if I could
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24/M/Free Soul Street
Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 6:34 AM UTC
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