blow away
go quietly away
drift like the dust and the rubble
through the wind and the rain
let it rust and be settle
walk not through the fire
for it may tatter your wings
walk not on this wire
for we must not risk a thing
and i’ll be across the canyon
walking further from the edge
and i’ll be dancing the further I go
and you’ll get safer and safer
the further you blow...
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