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White sky grey clouds going 'round
Go nowhere and everywhere
Thinking what's over there
Imma find it out
With my bike that I mount
Driving through the mud
And no road here goes up
All we got is some hills in the south
Looking over fields no visual interest around
A farm in every landscape
Horizon's such a boring shape
In the woods I see a light
And it's so bright
I pull away the vines
And I see flowers and butterflies
Green towers and golden light
A rainbow in the sky
So pretty it doesn't feel like it's real
I look up to the blue sky
And see so many pretty clouds go by
Hey that one looks like a fish (vis)
No one will get that reference
But it makes me nostalgic
I guess we're all different
That's beautiful like magic
Sitting by a river
I shiver
But we are seeing the final bow of winter
The sun is a killer
Winter bleeding everywhere
Spring is in the air
Leafs growing on the trees
So much green, sun's getting pretty high
Starlings flying like clouds up in the sky
I feel my wings begin to emerge
I don't need to search
And I fly up to the blue sky
I finally fly
Up in the sky
Nothing holds me to the ground
Clouds begin to surround me
I finally fly
Up in the sky
Nothing holds me to the ground
Clouds begin to surround me
Wait, it's getting pretty warm
Go nowhere and everywhere
Thinking what's over there
Imma find it out
With my bike that I mount
Driving through the mud
And no road here goes up
All we got is some hills in the south
Looking over fields no visual interest around
A farm in every landscape
Horizon's such a boring shape
In the woods I see a light
And it's so bright
I pull away the vines
And I see flowers and butterflies
Green towers and golden light
A rainbow in the sky
So pretty it doesn't feel like it's real
I look up to the blue sky
And see so many pretty clouds go by
Hey that one looks like a fish (vis)
No one will get that reference
But it makes me nostalgic
I guess we're all different
That's beautiful like magic
Sitting by a river
I shiver
But we are seeing the final bow of winter
The sun is a killer
Winter bleeding everywhere
Spring is in the air
Leafs growing on the trees
So much green, sun's getting pretty high
Starlings flying like clouds up in the sky
I feel my wings begin to emerge
I don't need to search
And I fly up to the blue sky
I finally fly
Up in the sky
Nothing holds me to the ground
Clouds begin to surround me
I finally fly
Up in the sky
Nothing holds me to the ground
Clouds begin to surround me
Wait, it's getting pretty warm
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Writer(s): Tom Flowers
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