Old Soul - Herons' Dance | Текст песни

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Lifeless and contrived
A herons’ dance to split the skies
Lifeless so contrived
Fly
If I were starlight
Be fee
Free from loving
Free and Soothing
Fly with their wings tipped
With their wings tipped down for the night and they’ll fly
If you are willing to break the plane
You can’t be stopped
You wont stop
For the sake of a life contrived you must be one in a million
Fly together to share the lights
Reach right up to the ceiling

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