Waiting in winds while I'm running through hair.
The gust it feels good since the skin is so bare.
What does it take for inspiration to write?
How bout 4 in the morning after drinks in the night.
And it always hurts to know the heart,
Cant live straight free right from the start,
Time will trap inside webs that will keep
The things we dream inside our sleep.
I want to run and never stop.
I want to live and raise the crops.
I want to breath and fly again.
I want to breath and fly again.
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