There's No Way in Knowing
There's no way in knowing
How this is going to end
So just close your eyes
And just pretend
That you're a bird
Flying through the sky
No worries-
Cause you have hollow bones to let you fly
But what's going to happen
When you're done seeing the world
And it wasn't worth it
When you don't remember where you came form
So you try to fly back home
But it's too late
It's already gone
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