The Beginning I used to dream that I could flyJust above the whispered clouds, beneath the somber skyI had a dream I was aliveI dreamt that love would never die, goodbyeDreams were cheap and hope was easy so lightThe forgeries of life deceiving so brightAnd as I glided to the ground so longCalcified, the concrete weighed me down cruel worldYour wings are holding up the skyDear God, I had dreamt that I could flyAlkaline the burning frost, has blistered deep beneath my bonesAnd winter spat its hatred, cold and coiled, black and deepAs it called me ever further, where evil burns and never sleepsI once had prayers that found
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,but that's mainstream
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,but that's mainstream
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,but that's mainstream