21 November, 2008
NOW MY FEET WON’T TOUCH THE GROUND
Let me go boys, let me go
Push my boat from the highest cliff
To the sea below
Rocks are waiting boys
If rocks await
Swoop down from the sky and catch me like a bird of prey
Now my feet won’t touch the ground
Now my head won’t stop
You wait a lifetime to be found
Now my feet won’t touch the ground
Now my feet won’t touch the ground
Now my head won’t stop
You wait a lifetime to be found
Now my feet won’t touch the ground
Now my feet won’t touch the ground
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