Little Bird

I look up to the little bird
That glides across the sky
He sings the clearest melody
It makes me want to cry

I walk along the city streets
So dark with rage and fear
I wish that I could be that little bird
And fly away from here

But Mama, I feel so low
But Mama, where do I go?

They always said that you knew best
So I've just got to put these wings to test






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