| Under skies of gold
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| In a world of broken souls
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| We are free to roam
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| While the midnight hours unfold
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| So come and fly with me fly with me fly with me butterfly
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| Roll with me roll with me roll with me by my side
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| There’s gotta be gotta be gotta be more to life
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| Than everything that we’ve been told take my hand let’s go
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| Get lost in world with no roads
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| A blanket of stars and no clothes
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| Caught up in the feeling
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| We are we are we are free spirits
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| We are we are we are free spirits
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| Free spirits
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| We are we are we are free spirits
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| Memories are born
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| With a thousand hearts adorned
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| Made of flesh and bone
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| But our loves beyond control
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| So come and fly with me fly with me fly with me butterfly
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| Roll with me roll with me roll with me by my side
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| There’s gotta be gotta be gotta be more to life
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| Than everything that we’ve been told take my hand let’s go
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| Get lost in world with no roads
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| A blanket of stars and no clothes
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| Caught up in the feeling
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| We are we are we are free spirits
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| We are we are we are free spirits
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| We are we are we are free spirits
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| We are we are we are free spirits |