Drifting, a thousand thoughts begin to cross my mind The door keeps getting farther back behind Stories and memories, a strong urge to obey A call to act, a call to pray Caught between my past and now, sailing on an open bow Flying high across a perfect sky Euphoria, never will I leave, never will it be over So it begins, a chance to sit down with a genial class A chance to peek inside the looking glass Parsimony, wheels are spinning like an August dance A chance to sleep, a chance to dream at last Caught between my past and now, sailing on an open bow Flying high across a perfect sky Euphoria, never will I leave, never will it be over Caught up inside a peaceful bliss, a taste of Heaven upon my lips Beauty abounding, tranquil feelings I surmise, hoping I will not open my eyes As a child I used to try and spread my wings and start to fly Flying high across a perfect sky Euphoria, never will I leave, never will it be over
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