Lets fly to the edge of that map that hangs on my wall,
The little border,
ribbons of navy and maroon will be our vessel of freedom.
We can walk back and fourth,
Between the tightropes on my compass,
And I will wear a crown of land.
But keep in mind, that little border is about as
straight and narrow
as it gets.
Nov 9, 2010
Nov 9, 2010 at 10:46 PM UTC
Lets fly to the edge of that map that hangs on my wall,
The little border,
ribbons of navy and maroon will be our vessel of freedom.
We can walk back and fourth,
Between the tightropes on my compass,
And I will wear a crown of land.
But keep in mind, that little border is about as
straight and narrow
as it gets.