Oh, I want to run
Towards a dream that’s not yet real.
Oh, I want to fly
From a tree that’s far from time.
Oh, I want to fly.
But all I have is this softness.
All I have,
All I have.
Will I know transcendence?
Will I ever know
How to finally grow
Above my ego?
My ego.
Or will I only grow
More true and real
In a simple body, here?
Body, here.
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