Night number four; The night between the fake and the real. (21Nov2016)

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Wings,

Farewell and goodnight,

Ghost in the wind.

These are the three songs I love the most from Birdy.

But I only listen to Wings frequently; I only listen to wings frequently.

Because the other two are more gloomy and down, wings though makes me wanna fly, it frees me in a way.

I love flying, I wanna fly one day, ever since I was as young as I remember I wanted to fly so bad that I throw myself off a high step thinking I'd fly,,, I didn't.

And up till now all I had from the skies was the faded glimpses of the stars, I have not flown.

Some people have the earth to be their passion, others it's the sea, I,,, I have the skies even if I was never meant to touch them.

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