Changes
Season's changing
Wings are growing
Feet are firmly planted
spread my arm's and
fly
fly
fly
Off the ground in the air
no saving the human race
lies
lies
lies
shootings, cruelty the end is near but I spread my wings and
fly
fly
fly
Wings are growing
Feet are firmly planted
spread my arm's and
fly
fly
fly
Off the ground in the air
no saving the human race
lies
lies
lies
shootings, cruelty the end is near but I spread my wings and
fly
fly
fly
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Times have changed and wrote this out in a book mark format. Wanting to spread faith and hope. Hoping that one day all this negative stuff will stop.