| The wings that take this sparrow break with this weight of mine,
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| Another message lost into the void of time,
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| Is anybody out there get the message that I send?
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| Would anybody read it then send it back again?
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| A call to mend connection lost through memory and bone,
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| A call to find a new way to communicate and grow!
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| I sold my voice to pay for my security
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| Now I write my sentence on its walls
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| I’m calling, is anybody else out there?
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| Is anybody tunning in?
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| One thousand years that I’ve waited for a sign
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| A dream may last just seconds changing you for all times
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| Frantic incoherent just a reach in the dark!
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| A message for my lonely thoughts a sparrow for my heart.
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| I’m calling, is anybody else out there?
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| Is anybody listening? |
| Can anybody hear me?
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| The wings that take this sparrow break with this weight of mine
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| I’m calling, is anybody else out there?
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| Is anybody listening? |
| Can anybody save me?
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| The wings that take this sparrow break with this weight of mine,
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| Another message lost straight from this heart of mine
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| A message out to anybody tunning in
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| That this whole world is slowly caving in! |