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The bird became me
he told me to soar and let my wings flow high and wide
he told me if i look back
look back in grace
he told me a story of a girl who didn't know how to take life
he said it was short and should never have a care or worry
all will be great all will be swell
a tear appeared in my eye and he wafted it away
he left me dry and wanting more.
he left with a smile he flew up high.
i shouldn't let things bring me down
it'll only take my life to the darkest alleys
hes seen it all and that i want to be
i became the bird and he became me
i learned how to live free.