that wind kicks up you And your motors left roped to the dock And it?s the, art of clarity married to slender extension Of blue sky of a happy neighborhood
you a visionairie with the premonition that tempts the dimension of fate were on a path if you seek self transformation look no farther shape shift if you hide
that wind kicks up you and your motors left rope to the dock And it's the, art of clarity married to slender extension Of blue sky of a happy neighborhood
now?' [Siah] Soarin' through the sky I noticed a flock of birds lookin' terrified Eyes never lie and their's verified my observation In the distant sky
