I feel the freshness of this place. Lightening, Tickles my toes
I'm so high, past all the world, I'm so high, I see my heart
See wonder down below and mysteries unfold, to man-kind
Feel the sun as it really is, not just warm, but as part of me

See the snow fall and the deer, as they search for food
Loving hearts bring to them what, they need
I feel my heart so full of what can I say, just the warmth
I feel the freedom, I pass death into a world of freedom

Days and nights are games that we play, like traffic lights
Can I make it, and we try, we survive the quest of life
We make it home to love and responsibilities, my child smiles
Do you ever wonder, how far can you go, and not, go under?

The door is closed to everywhere you try to go, yet you try
Feel the taste of love, like a memory you search for more
Time goes by, you are not a kid anymore, remember someone
Mom and Dad have gone the way of time, as you will do

So, try and figure out in your free time, what I say to you
See a falling star saved, from crashing into earth, by a moon beam
If, you do, you will become a part of the universe, it never dies
You will walk with bare feet, upon the clouds, and be free

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