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This rhapsody of tension has lifted from my chest |
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As my flying connot destroy the nest |
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It is merely a new chapter of this dream |
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Shinning Brightly does not quell the flame |
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It mearly adds to the symphony of colour |
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That is this tapestry we weave |
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And i dont believe it sings any louder or soars any higher |
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But it will not fly at all if not given freedom to be |
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Bluebird fly |
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[x4] |
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At each turn there's more to ignor, more to pretend isn't there |
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More of the cons on the lists i fer they make |
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My wings slowly curl out of this cracked shell i need to be taught |
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I need you to hold my hand, baby steps on this new flight |
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And i dont believe it sings any louder or soars any higher |
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But it will not fly at all if not given freedom to be |
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Bluebird fly |
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[x4] |
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I hope you dont want to pretend it's all the way it was |
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Cause i cried more then you think of |
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But now im trying to let go of our past |
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The nest we've made is stronger then you think |
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And though we all fly we still come home |
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Guilt is a dark room i can not live there |
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And i dont believe it sings any louder or soars any higher |
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But it will not fly at all if not given freedom to be |
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Bluebird fly |
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[x4] |
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*Piano Solo* |
