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I would like to fly

On the wings of a sparrow

Oh spare me an arrow

I've got to hit home

I was born to be roaming

The middle of Earth

And all of it's edges

For all that it's worth

I'll send you a message

In the mouth of a pigeon

Oh spare me the ink

And come sit at my side

I could give you a ride

On the wings of a sparrow

O'er the walls of a stronghold

Much younger than this

I could handle the bliss

Of a warm cup of coffee

And a bird and a bee

And a tale we all know

I would like to fly

On the wings of a spirit

I'll die to be near it

Oh carry me home

Yesterday, I gazed

On a bouquet of roses

Frozen, preserved in

A coldly kept hall

I called you over

And told you to hurry

My vision was blurry

Tell me what you saw

A bouquet of tulips

In a typical tundra

My two eyes bore witness

I still don't believe

Don't lie to me darling

Just lie down beside me

Oh spare me the headache

And listen to us breathe

I would like to fly

On the wings of a sparrow

Oh spare me the sorrow

It's all that I know

I was born to be roaming

And leave you a story

And all those before me may

Carry me home