Fly Like An Eagle
I see my soul soaring,
Flying like an eagle,
They try to tie me down,
Where I cannot be free.
I am fighting to be alive,
The winner is yet to be seen,
I feel my wings catch the air,
But my tie tears me back down.
One day I will find a way,
Some day,
To finally break the tie,
And fly away to become me.
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