Life On The Ground
Life is fine stuck here on the ground
With just enough space to breathe.
A fanciful life in the air
Just isn't right for me.
I quite enjoy my day to day
With no reason to complain
Let the birds fly high in the sky
Searching their lives in vain
For the happiness I have found
Lowly here on the ground
May not satisfy those above
But here I find my love.
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