There you were, flying high
Soaring above this weary world
But sooner than later you fell to earth
And found it hard and cold.
Whyever did you fall? It seems
You never saw it coming
And now the last thought on your wand’ring mind
Is to go and start running.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
There you were, flying high
Soaring above this weary world
But sooner than later you fell to earth
And found it hard and cold.
Whyever did you fall? It seems
You never saw it coming
And now the last thought on your wand’ring mind
Is to go and start running.
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