Birds Can Fly

Today is a day
That I will dream
I will dream of undreamable things
I will make up words
I will make up songs
Even if the world doesn't want to sing along

A bird doesn't have the sky's permission to fly
But what does it do?
Exactly that

I wonder why
Birds Can Fly
Is it magic?
Who can know?
Scientist say that there is a scientific reason
I say birds fly because they can

But flying is a choice
It is a part of life
A bird may say that it never wants to fly
But its wings grow
And time goes by
Life changes
So does the bird
And so does its desires for life

The bird will fly
The bird will dream
The bird may do many strange things
The bird will make up tunes
The bird will make up songs
Even if the world doesn't want to sing along

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