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Are we onto something?
Have we been here before?
Flutter into silence, soaring
Bright on the horizon
I am a curve of light
The spark between the space
And I could fly out
Take my child heart with me
If I could fly up
I could fly
I could fly
I could fly
I could fly up

I could fly
Every voice
In the wind
Cut the power from the bay
All the way
No more lift
No more swim
No more flight No more loving, turn or face
No more dance
Only mourn
Only hunt
No more flight
In an underwater space
These are all
Forgotten things
These are all
Forgotten things
The distance between us made of shame
Made of shame
Made of shame
In the game
Sleep and death
Try and lie, then bring it all
All on me
I made a frame
Out of form
Wake and love
To cut and shove, then bring it all
All on me
I could fly
I could fly
I could fly
I could fly, yeah, I could try
I could try
I could try
I could cry
I could cry
I could fly, yeah, I could die
I could die
I can die

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