Flight Song

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The labyrinth has shattered,
the tower's gone scattered,
I'm now running, I'm now gliding,
I'll jump, I'll fall, then comes back flying.

Feel the wind on your wings,
follow that bird as it sings,
conquer the sky, cover its height,
and sing with the song about your flight.

The song is pure, the song is free,
and for sure, it's strong like a tree.
Grab my hands, come with me.
From the darkness, we will flee.

No matter what storm comes and go,
the worst thing to happen is it will blow,
blow some small pieces of me,
as how it blew our you and me.

If you can't stop the storm,
with its biggest form,
then just reach its height,
and join its flight.

Be the vessel of your soul,
lift your weight, lift your sole.
Conquer the storm, cover its height.
And sing the song about your flight.

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