Wandering words
The birds flying free
Can my words be still?
In the prison of my mouth
In the wideness of my mind
Up in the sky
They all wander around
The birds flying free
Can my words be still?
In the prison of my mouth
In the wideness of my mind
Up in the sky
They all wander around
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