Flying:By Ceton
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Into the clouds
Above the sea
I want to fly
I want to see everything
This earth is too firm
I don't like this ground
I want to feel the air
I want to breathe it's sound
Fly away into the morning
Don't come back till the night
Sleep in a hammock
Then soar of with first light
There's no point in stayin'
No one really cares
I'll confide in the birds
That fly in the air
Come fly with me
It feels so good
The air is perfect
And the sun is bright
Let's fly into the west
Into the fading night
This feels so easy
It feels so right
The sky is huge
There's room to move
If you stay here
You can't do what I do
You don't have to come
But do something for me
Find a quiet place
And fly into a dream
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