He cries
Lonely in the sky
With only the clouds
To keep him company
On fragile wings
He flies
Not ever knowing
Just how lucky he is
To get his feet off the ground
And fly
His song is the sweetest
He'll never know
For his mind is simple
He knows only to fly
And though he may be lonely
I envy him
He goes with the wind
He's free to roam
And soar
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