A legendary bird swaying in the sky
spreading it great wings
swifting low- and then up high
Through the eyes of a stormy ring
Got a battered feather and a scar
but the eagle still shoot to it dreams
the highest place above the stars
where it greatness will gleams.
So no matter the storm and sober
there's always a rainbow-
around the corner

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