Obstacles over minds and goals Little bird flies alone I wish I wasn't a goner But I'm already gone My life is just a foreplay Before I lie with Devil's wife And then I'm back to the oblivion Gone for longer than long Back to where there is no ride or walk Just an old dragon's smog
I am just tired From all that has transpired Some say it's just the way I'm wired But I'd rather say there is a manner The world turns, That leaves us at times with gains And at times with no returns.
Catch a bird in your hand Let them all understand The means to your end Before the time is spent Get along by yourself Make it happen Even if no one else is happy Make it happen again
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